My enigmatic muse

With strong republican views

Proclaims her need

Her passion rare

Her beauty makes me stop and stare

I reach and touch

Her hair of gold, makes me so bold

Proclaim my need

My passion rising

My need to fold her there within

I plunder deep

Her fuzzy cunt so slick and moist

Her nails claiming

Our passions flowing

Pillaging by want and deed

To hear her song

Will  fill my heart for years to come

Her eyes, shinning

Passion blinding 

My back bares sacred scars

The frantic pace

Now slows as breathing harmonise

The sweet aroma

Passion driven

Lies verdant on our glistening form