An Angel Reincarnate

When angels die, do they fall to earth?
Do they come here for their rebirth?
Do I see before me now,
An angel reincarnate, fallen from a cloud.
When angels die, do they retain the look?
Do they hold the beauty from paradise they took?
Is the vision before me heaven on earth?
An angel reincarnate, for which I’d searched.
When angels die, is the cycle complete?
Do they get more beautiful as this cycle repeats?
Could what I see now ever improve?
An angel reincarnate, an angel like you.

Like the Devil’s

Your tongue, so warm and wet slowly glides.

Circling my head, rolling my eyes.

So sensitive to your honed perfect touch.

So frustrated by the tease that you love so much.

This is heaven, of that I’m really quite sure.

As your lips hug my length, sliding down, taking more.

Then slowly pulling back, again tongue in charge.

My cock, fit to burst, couldn’t be any more hard.

You look into my eyes with devil in yours.

Then go to work like best of his whores.

Stroking, bobbing, slowing to tease.

My legs quiver helpless, given over to your deeds.

My eyes close tight, rushing like topping coaster’s hill.

Then into your mouth my lustful seed spills.

Exhausted I lie, having done nothing as yet.

I watch you take all you can get.

But you’re not done, you make me hard once more.

For you need your fill, you need hard cock in your core.

 

Worship

Fall to your knees, worship me,

Take my mortal manhood into devoting mouth.

Show me what your religion is,

How you practice avidly, just how fervently devout.

Look into my eyes and see your Lord,

See how benevolent and giving he can be.

Work for his offering, swallow it down,

Feel it bringing you inner peace.

For on this day, I bring you love,

And that’s all I’ll ever preach.

Our religion, each ourselves,

Heaven within our grasp, our reach.