Master, master, and senser
You see without eyes
In the dense of night
Giving a standing ovation to who you seek to devour
How do you always do this?
so straight, so focus, and so perfect
Red cells runs fast, faster, and furious
Arteries and capillaries spured to action
Provoking their worth and work
What gives you such instinct?
Springing forth like a jack
Your anger never distroy the Rib
Yet you are accused,
accused of stoping her flow
Each moment you plunge between
Joyful creamy juice waters your path
Parting those longing lips
in a swallowing ecstacy
A stink from you deforms the rose
And those who have taste of you
longs for more
Those fired rocket of yours
Create both male and female
What a creator are you?