Worship me—
soothe me tenderly,
fall to your knees,
to feast on me reverently.

Unsheathe and release,
while my divine fruit
drips fertility,
oh,
so heavenly.

Like nectar—
liquid silk spills,
legs twisted together,
and hushed playful yells.

Unveil me—
feel my energy,
open your eyes to see,
grace my purity,
and nurture—
but don't flee.

I am not just a body—
but a memory,
the sweetest plea,
a spell of ecstasy,
fall into my sea,
worship me—
and I will gift thee.