My enigmatic muse
With strong republican views
Proclaims her need
Her passion rare
Her beauty makes me stop and stare
I reach and touch
Her hair of gold, makes me so bold
Proclaim my need
My passion rising
My need to fold her there within
I plunder deep
Her fuzzy cunt so slick and moist
Her nails claiming
Our passions flowing
Pillaging by want and deed
To hear her song
Will fill my heart for years to come
Her eyes, shinning
Passion blinding
My back bares sacred scars
The frantic pace
Now slows as breathing harmonise
The sweet aroma
Passion driven
Lies verdant on our glistening form
