Respect for the Rose
The softness of her petals, the way they lay and fold, a pure piece of heaven, a treasure worth much more than gold
Nestled in a safe place, she resides between your thighs, covered in soft Red lace, away from prying eyes
I feel honoured and so humbled to be allowed to see your sacred place, I love to feel your body heat, when she's close to my face
The fragrance of your pretty Rose, floods my senses with such need, I want to eat all of her, my passions full of greed
A crazy starving hunger, starts to grow down deep inside, I want so bad to ravish you, my self control has died
I want to tear down the red lace barrier, your Rose I need to own, I'm thirsty for you delicious wine, to make your Rose my home
But I must have self control, I must respect and revere your sacred Rose, though I'm ravenous for you, I hope my respect for you still shows
THE KINKY POET