Theorem The Truth Serum
The Queen Of The Orchids - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum
You are the Queen of the Orchids, my Waling Waling.
Your skin is like a tinted paradise.
I want to taste your sweet nectar from your sweet pink flower.
I will water her with my loving nourishment.
I will let her know she is my sweetest Desire.
I will kiss her while I wrap my arms around her stem.
My tongue will fertilize her pleasure as her stem squirms
to its wet touches of eternal ecstacy.
I will lick her stamen and feel her stem curl back
until she busts out of the dirt that she is planted in.
My bumble bee will be sent deep within her ovary
as she moans and sways with the wind during our evening dance.
I need my flower, my queen of orchids.
You are the queen orchid in my greenhouse
that rests in my heart for eternity.
I will not rest until I taste your purity through chastity.
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