What the Nun said to the Bishop

Before the might
Of your rod
It's meet and right
To thank you god
I raise your spire
In prayerful palms
I bless the tip
Praise the glans
Anoint the shaft
With my tongue
Fore and aft and
Head to tail
Rain manna down
My holy grail

You shake and laugh
When you cum
Make oblations
To my tongue
I love the way
Your eyes shine
The way you look
Into mine.

It's been my pleasure
To be of service
Now it's your turn
To serve my crevice
Raise me up
Embrace me.
Now it's your turn
To grace me
At my altar
Genuflect
I'm a goddess to be blessed
Minister to my thighs
Baptise me with
A tongue of fire