The lighting tears of she who arose

From the glow of the sunset

An auricular confession

Where her colossal lust is forged



Into a blazingspark

A spark which soon sets

Free her ardent genitals



As soft as velvet

As sweet as honey

As beautyful as the virginal scent of her



Her scarlet abdornen

Finer than silk

A vestige of heaven

Her ardent genitals invite me in



On the confessional

Thenectar of our orgasm

Runs down her tights

Covering the face of Christ - Jesus Christ