Home Sweet Home

There she is in all her glory;
Goddess Flora in meaty bloom;
primed for Cupid's inventory
to piston pump the patient womb.

At the sight the heartbeat races
as urges vault by adjunct force,
for pulsation through the paces
of hyperactive intercourse!

Those florid folds of lady love
are the sweetest of all the meats,
as if they came from heaven above
the bakehouse of divine elites...

where Aphrodite's multi-grains
were turned into a pastry blend
of spice, sugar, beauty, and brains...

for a pleasure seeking rear end.