Babygirl, let me turn your tears to wine,
Kiss me with those cherry lips, you taste so divine.
Baptize me with your water flow,
I won't mind drowning, I'll kneel to you, I'll get down low and eat your enchanted fruit- slow.
Astound by your moans, they're the gospels to my ear,
They unison with the sounds of me thrusting myself in you,
The angels of hell are listening, our sex caused a flare.
Your orgasmatic face showed me heaven on earth, our holy session was nice but I have to leave young goddess, pass me my shirt.
YOU ARE READING
MVF's book of poems
PoetryHere's a book of poetry, filled with some of my best work yet! 💘
