Worship

You kneel reverently to worship your God,

Undoing my fly you reveal my hardening cock.

There in your hand, grows my body and my blood.

And now you offer penance licking to a suck.

Over and over and over, you bow your fervent head.

Til I fill your mouth with the miracle, coming again as I said.

You pull back and gaze in awe at the symbol of our religion.

And praise the glory that you behold before the phallus gets ridden.

For My Pleasure’s Sake

Open up,

Pull the petals of your bloom apart.

Stroke them,

Slide o’er their soft pink form.

Feel it,

Nature’s surge from earth to curling toes.

Quake,

Crack like the rock laid by Gods of old.

Show to me,

All that those Gods bestowed.

Give to me,

What I alone am owed.

Offer up,

All you were given so that I may take.

Your sacrifice,

For my pleasure’s sake.

Ready yourself,

To receive your new monotheistic God.

Brace yourself,

Anticipate the divine acts that you’ll beg to stop.

Attenuate,

Attune to rhythmically resonate.

Orgasmic mess,

My scarred and shaking apostate.

Show to me,

All that the Gods bestowed.

Give to me,

What I alone am owed.

Offer up,

All you were given so that I may take.

Your sacrifice,

For my pleasure’s sake.

Matched Perfectly

What do you see when you look at me?

A god to which you’d drop to knee.

A daddy that you’d play up naughtily.

Is that what you see when you see me?

When I look at you I know I see.

The most extraordinary goddess of Beauty.

My babygirl that’s oh so pretty.

When I look at you that’s what I see.

Are we matched right, perfectly?

A god and goddess for perpetuity.

A babygirl and her daddy to forever be.

A pair matched just right, perfectly.