Pink flower

god created paradise, paradise formed garden,  
garden of flesh & bones with a face of you in shine,  
fashioned of exquisite petals of divine.  
Shaded by the silky fur of dark,
pink, dewy, delicate the honey pot of desire.  
decoured with sensual feminine lush,  
pulsing out the fragrance of lust,
dipped in the blood of ancient clit,
in my merry sleep my fingers explore,  
coaxing out the dew from the flower,  
arousing it into fully sprout,  
until it reddened with color,  
oozing from its depth dripped with honeyed nectar,  
gently drops travels from edges to my wanting tongue,  
my sense heeds your moans of pretty ache,  
as you hoist your curves to the peak,
legs spread and hips curved,  
wet and open with view of magnificence.
I am the luckiest to adore my kisses in it all,  
The keeper of the garden u hold precious from all.