Work of art

Work of art  
 
I gently kiss your petals, I've made my way up your inner thigh, she looks like a lovely Rose, she's such a cutie pie  
 
Lips folded delicately, her bud hid inside her hood, your pussy is a work of art, it really looks that good  
 
It was like the finest sculpture, carved with a masters skill, I could look at her all day long, I'd never get my fill  
 
Her petals were so soft and smooth, as I kissed your sacred Rose, she had the sweetest perfume, it wafted up my nose  
 
Juice was glistening on her petals, just like the morning dew, I sipped up her delicious wine, as my tongue made love to you  
 
I took myself some pictures, to inspire the poet in me to write, to put your Rose into stanzas, when I'm writing late at night  
 
My dream girl you have the perfect Rose, you have a work of art between your thighs, the first time I glanced at it, I could not believe my eyes  
 
Ron