The rage screams wild, thrashing about
A burn tingles the flesh, steaming hot
Scent of sex, flares the nostrils out
Inhaling, her budding flower sprouts

Moaning, the echoes repeat clear
Cheering her stallion to steer
Galloping on a full throttle spear
Leaping, lust, longing revere

Deep. How deep? As deep as this
To feel the slide as it glides a mess
How it coats a sheen a stunning bliss
Dripping wet, yes, yes yes

Rise and fall, a dancers grace
To arch away, dip into outer space
Receive the seed that comes to a place
That fills to awaken, a lovers embrace