Riches and Power

Feelings seem to overwhelm
Releasing fevers rise
Mercury heading to the eyes
With every lick and subtle flick
A degree more, heat soars
Drawing out the bud
Sucking in his mouth
Twirls the tongue to polish her pearl
Flowing bath of sacred-water swirls
Parting lips by tongues quick
Spreading folds, swollen thick
A blast ignites, jet fuel fast
The pop of the engine roars
Petal to the metal, hammers Thor
Towards the heavens a beaming light
A call to the throne of Odins might
What good are all the riches and power
If a man can’t make a woman cum, night after night


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