MY LIVING GODDESS

Before me she stood, in the raw,  
Her clothes pooled on the bedroom floor,  
In her new revealed nakedness,  
She looked so like a Greek goddess.  
   
Her curves full like Aphrodite,  
Her long hair framed her breasts lightly,  
Her limbs had muscular firmness,  
As acquired by the Great Huntress.  
   
Wide were her hips, above her pins;  
She'd have brought forth Heavenly Twins  
Had the great Father God Zeus  
Picked her as mortal to seduce.  

Her figure, in mirror reflected,
Began to get me firm erected.
I undressed as she held my gaze,
To offset the temperature raise.

I walked towards her, so humbly,
Kissed offered hand reverently,
Head bowed as if towards her hips,
Then looked in her eyes and kissed lips.
   
The fire she had within her eyes  
Brought me to worship at her thighs,  
Where, before her on bended knee,  
My lips and manhood pledged would be.  
   
I kissed her curves everywhere,  
With wonder and devoted care,  
As that smell rose from her body,  
Of readiness to receive me.  
   
I brought my tool, that sacred night,  
Into service for her delight,  
Took in the way she did respond  
As if magic came from that wand.  
   
Here I was, au naturel,  
Caught up, near supernatural,  
In libido's motive force  
Like rider on runaway horse.  
 
While in her my tool descended,
To Seventh Heaven ascended
The two of us, in union,
So ecstatically fargone.
   
At climax she dispensed her measure  
Of liquid from supreme pleasure,  
Anointing my ceaseless-thrust thighs  
Out of proportion to my size.  
   
Within her grateful arms' embrace  
We lingered happy in that place,  
Maintaining a relaxed connection  
Of parted lips around erection.  
   
I was warmed in her afterglow,  
As our heartbeats began to slow.  
Soon my erection would subside  
After its good deeds done inside.  
   
She pleaded, "Do not go too soon;  
Just stay with me until the moon  
Has had its time up in the sky  
And sun takes her place heaven high."  
 
At dawn she sent me on my way,  
With breakfast shared from a great tray.  
Thus she built up my appetite  
To return to her of a night.