Gates of Heaven
I want to quench, this sexual thirst that is inside of me
I want to drink until full, from your untainted reservoir down below
Let me open the tap, that releases the essence of your flowing river
Feel me cradle it with my lips, and relinquish you of your succulent juices
My hands are firmly on your hips, my tongue engaged in opening your folds
Unlocking the gates of your canal, working feverishly for you to flood a parched desert
I can feel your building pressure, your legs are tense and your clitoris... hardening
I am listening for your cries, your cries that your waters run free, cries of ecstasy
I love the feel of your thighs, with a touch, I can make them open wide
And the fact that your hands are holding my head, lets me know that you are about to explode
Scream for me louder, I hear you, as my tongue's storm rocks the man in the boat
I can feel your release, as the gates of heaven open and flood the land...
Mystic Guardian
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