adoration

She praises him as so sweet sweet
He can surely be in word and intent
But that is only part of this active force...

Now down on your knees to adore
Your moistened lips and mouth
Worshiping the Lord's jewels
As the King strokes his royal scepter
Hand caressing your face as he pumps
You continue to milk the plums
Lovingly for the sacred juice
As course of his energy surges
You feel the throbbing of the Lord
Cumming into the world...

And now back onto your pedestal
For the God must now in turn adore
Lovingly receive from the Goddess spring...