Tending the Rose
They call me the gardener, I've come to tend to your Sacred Rose, my tongue will give her water, as her engorged bud grows and grows
I want to spread her petals, see the moisture shinning bright, I see you've done the lawn but your gardens mine tonight
Droplets of your pure sex, like a early Summers dew, makes her look so enticing it makes me want to sip from you
Like Hummingbird sipping nectar, my tongue laps up your pussy's wine, you taste like pure heaven, your juice is so devine
Hovering around your opening, my head between your sexy thighs, your sacred Rose looks beautiful, it's a feast before my eyes
I've finished with the watering now I'm keen to show you how i plough, if you spread a little wider, I can show you how
My cock slides in so deep, your Rose blossoms with such a need, soon I am ready, now it's time for this gardener to plant his seed
THE KINKY POET
