I stroked her hair.
I felt her warmth,
And I ventured
Deep inside of her.
Then with eyes aglow,
And a radiant look,
She warmed up to me
With an open smile
That revealed her sparkling
And pristine ivory.
She said in earnest;
“Come on right in, and be
Enthroned. Take your rightful space.”
Then I in response gladly
Entered her open arms to
Relish nothing else
But her warm embrace.
