Travel through the Rose Garden

      “The price is worth the pleasure, but the rewards are not the same
Placed upon certain areas of the flesh will drive a woman insane,
      “Curiosity will override fear with its first timely touch
Some may endure, but for some it may be too much,

      “She can be that brave pussy warrior trying to hold it all in
Stay connected long enough-I guarantee she will not win,
      “The rise and fall of her hips is a signal of the rose garden’s play
Letting her know something wonderful and erotic is cuming her way,

      “The hum it produces is memorizing like a Siren’s song
That can be increased along with her erotic moan,
      “Though and awareness will reach a breaking point-then no more
As she becomes the rose garden’s traveling personal whore,

      “But understand not a whore who sell her priceless treasures
But a female who has opened up to unexplored deep pleasures,
      “Amplified anxiety is what it will create
The feelings that are produced will never be fake,

      “Muscles throughout her body will physically twist
As mind, beautiful body and erotic soul combined is having a fit,
      “Bombarded in sexual ways she would have never thought of
Travel through the rose garden will have her fall in love,

      “It could be a love of addiction or feelings she would miss
But unforgettable would be the rose garden’s kiss,
      “As her clit is surrounded by constant vibrations
Call it a modified way of performing personal masturbation,

      “Undecided, if in the rose garden should she stay or go
Either savagely throw or ride it out until the vaginal flow,
      “Remaining connected, battling past the pleasurable hurt
Until an inhuman scream escapes and uncontrollably she just squirt,

      “When depleted, long minutes is what is needed to recover
From her amazing and mind-blowing rose garden lover,
      “Wild haired, clenched legs with running teary eyes
Satisfaction infused with embarrassment while her chest lowers and rise”.