The entry to her palace
beautiful, inviting chalice.
Welcoming, latte-hued lips
to provide nourishing sips.

I near; my senses arouse
at altarpiece giving my vows.
Paeans for her shall be sung
My offering made by tongue.

Kisses, licks, nibbles and such.
Sensitive, yet wanting my touch.
Fluttering, sucking on her bud
coaxing her warm juicy flood.

Am I worthy of her favour?
Will she be my needed savior?
Fleshy sacrifice so freely given,
the goal to which I have striven.

May my Goddess spread her thighs.
My ears delight hearing her sighs.
Groans and moans, Mmmmm she's humming.
The gates are open, she is cumming.