Am I

Am I allowed to ask for what you promised, it will bring much delight
You promised wet conversations, you promised to keep it tight
Am I allowed to harden my flesh as my senses take flight
Am I allowed to travel on a trail of saliva from your mental's light til night

To climb hand over hand, up your mountains, simply to suck your twin peaks
Yes I know the way that you're being mouthed, you can barely speak
Simply look at these two fingers as they retrieve your creamy ore
We're both sucking my fingers like we've never had ice cream before

Am I allowed to pick up the pace, add another finger if it fits your taste
Am I allowed to palm your lady, with you slamming into my hand's base
Slide down lower and speak to your lady face to face
My tongue plunging to your depths before circling your cape

Your cream, the elixir, Ponce de Leon should had found
The secrets of youth hidden within your clover covered mound
The earth is trembling, your mound starts to shake
A geyser erupts from within your cave as your mountain quakes

Nature has never had an accurrency such as this before
A cave spewing forth and with the force of your
Some was needed to dam you up, nature simply refused to hold you
It was I that plunged to your depths with a sequoia and two boulders

The ebb and flow of the pressures you kept
Their release made me rise and fall to stay in step
The entering and exiting in and out of you your depths
Brought the realization that we could only be each other's help

Am I allowed as your pressure returned, mine started to build
We were both going to erupt against our will
We both erupted like we were tuned with a fork
Am I allowed as the sequoia pops back in like a large piece of cork