Let me be your gardener
Can I play in your precious garden, I want to see your Rose, I want to get close enough to waft her perfume up my nose
As I pull aside your Red lace gate, she's there in front of me, she looks so fine and delicate, she looks like the perfect Rose to me
Petals folded so nicely, glistening by the candle light, my face now is so very close, her buds come into sight
I gently spread her petals, I dip my tongue in for a sip, she tastes like pure honey, my tongue makes her petals drip
Slowly making circles, my tongue does a erotic dance, driving you wild and crazy, putting you in some erotic trance
Feeding from your garden, is more delightful than I could wish, your juices would run so freely, you are my pussy bliss
Please let me be your gardener, let me pay my homage to your Rose, I want to be your gardener, so please take off your clothes
THE KINKY POET