APHRODITE

You represent the many layers of sexuality,  
Woe unto those who cross thy path,  
Those who are lucky enough to unlock the wild in your thighs,  
It is a journey of no return for those who travel its path  

Her touch is a human want,  
Her carress is insatiable  
The Orgasms never-ending  
A mere nostalgic moment of her touch,  
Is enough to make a BBC O  
 
Many have fallen and many will fall,  
In her presence balls empty,  
schlongs shake, stiffens and legs tremble  
Her body like silk- she got body!  
Tempting and soft to touch  
 
The pleasure grains in her honey pot are ticklish,  
Driving sensations that make u wanna pull out and scratch your head.  
 
She would have been the symbol of sex,  
had she lived in the Minoan civilization through Sparta to the iron revolution,  
Her soft yet ferocious curves would be molten in hot gold  
The goddess of fertility;  
Princess of Os.