A ode to pussy
Oh I'm at the sacred Chalice there can be no better place, close enough to touch with my tongue, hovering just above my face
I love the perfect pussy with petals like a gorgeous rose, the fragrance of her sex, wafting up my nose
That pretty little glisten, shining like diamonds in the sky, oh even if I think of it, I just cannot help but sigh
Pushing passed the moistened lips, I glimpse her swollen clit, I'm moments away from sipping juices from a heavenly soaking slit
Pussy is my happy place, it's my favourite place to be, drinking from a Chalice, sipping the wine that's been made especially for me
Each pussy is so different but to me they're all devine, I try to pay my homage to them all, I glorify them all in rhyme
So hover over my hungry tongue, is your pussy shaven, nice and bare, or is it a well kept pussy, with a little bit of hair
THE KINKY POET