Paradise regained

Nothing could be finer than to be deep inside your v****a in the morning Nothing could be sweeter than my sweetie when I touch her up in the morning When my morning glory presents itself at your widening door Threading through your fair forest to enter your oasis once more Rolling with my girlie in our bed so bright and early in the morning Puckering up my lips to kiss your stiffening papillae tips in the morning And then south of your succulent breasts I often long to go To sip the ichor of your oasis in its fertile and full flow Until finally we again come back chest to breasts and face to face To merge in that one climactic full and frenetic embrace From which we recover aquiver, relaxed and wholly spent. A brief glimpse of heaven from above so generously sent This engrossing eternal bliss allows us both to rise To luxuriate in our fleeting moment of that pure paradise. If I had a magic wand for only a day, I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say, "Nothing could be finer than to be deep in your v****a Every morning"