Its not a trek to ego, nor fulfills all worldly lusts
Tis a treasured path, rarely shared by two,.. and easy to get lost
The road winds steeply upwards, as you memorize her face
Her every motion, glance or sigh, mentally you trace.
You'll find each step a measured scene, to view her inner needs
Let not your vision faulter, for her soul and heart will lead.
Now rest, drink in her slumber, the sweetness of her arms
Devinity each breath she takes, silken breasts of warmth
This satin path from mountains, downward narrows to a mound
There, a curving gentle fold is met, as heart begins to pound
Her fingers gently trace the path, a grin of hopeful bliss
This trek has taught you well, and you join her trail in kiss.
Your toungue, a guiding light becomes, each turn a quivered tour
Her legs in urgent cadence part, her pathway begs for more.
Now deeply into her senses, her trail a whimpered plea
She pushes pulls, your souls unite, this trek has set her free
As eternal waves of pleasure ebb, her hands enfold your head
With soul's entwined, she's share with you the secrets of her need.
This journey never has an end, its as revealing as you wish
The secret of this Journey, don't get lost in selfishness
Can you say 50 shades of poem