THE KINKY POET

Perfect Rose

The softest velvet petals, wrapped up so nice and tight, keeping the perfect Rose bud, safe and out of sight

Her fragrance was so subtle, soft, fresh and so devine, when she released her nectar, it tasted like a vintage wine

I'd gently part her petals, her pinkness was so wet, ready with anticipation, though i hadn't touched her yet

I move myself close enough i can feel her softest skin, you raise your garden up enough, so my tongue can slide right in

Like a Hummingbird bird on your flower my tongue takes nectar from your Rose, with each lick I drink you in and my hunger for you grows

I want to water her and take care of her, you know how the story goes, let me be your poet gardener and take care of your perfect Rose

THE KINKY POET