The Desire

When I'm hundred years old, I will
not wish for a ******, namely because
they have no experience just lie there
waiting to be penetrated
I will ask for the best ******* in town
One who knows all the tricks needed to
get a sleeping giant stand *****, march into
its last war after thirty years of slumber,
Let a geyser of pleasure, break lose and
flood life lived into a patina of love.
Then blissfully die in the tempting arms of
****** desire.