A ROSE IS AROSEA Poem by MarkAnother foray into my somewhat tongue-in-...e-r-r-r...cheek, pseudo-erotic sribbles. Enjoy!A ROSE IS AROSE
So selfless, the humble clitoris, So joyous the work she does for us! So cleverly hid 'Neath her labial lid- So profound, her celestial chorus!
In that region, dank though not drear, She awaits, our approaches to hear. Then, when she's persuaded Her precinct's invaded, Her reaction is swift and quite clear!
With shudderings and shakings, all tingly Her territ'ry she's owning quite singly Matters not the mode Those attentions bestowed: Whether digital, penile or lingually!
Then with wave after persistent wave She's determined her mistress to save! Donning fiery crown 'Til invader's put down, (Or at least, runs to hide in the Cave!)
At which point, she can somewhat relax, From his too-brief, too-frequent attacks. And with tremulous shudder, her challenge she'll mutter 'Til despised beloved sneaks back.
Now, reposing in rapturous chorus With the Gracious Grail granted just for us, That Rose, opened oft, Amid cushions so soft!: The humble (and humbling!) clitoris!
Mark Teague c 2010
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