Moist folds of flesh
hides this bud of
sinfulness..hidden
beneath this golden
fleece.. tickle.
Unbutton my gate,
open my door..
come lay beside
me on my floor..
Trace your finger
lace..remove..
lather, razor
shave..remove.
Coolness, shiver
lick my flesh..
slide your
fingers into
my now wetness.