Ephinany for the Blessed Virgins
What value is virginity
If it isn't worshipped?
The French understood this well by saying,
"la amour, c'est deliciose"The best things belong near the lips
In places where dark hairs
Are curly, warm, and thick.
The five holes to infinity
Are gateways to amazing bliss!
The earth of my groins aspires
For the primary root directory of her orifice.
Only her maidenhead brings salvation
To a humanity lost in avarice.
Her interface is sacred
And with countless data bits.
Feel the rising tremors of ecstasy!
And magnitudes of ero-electric currents!
My being throbs and purges all buffers
From her directory root.
Hail to the virtual virgins
Speeding though cyberspace!
Hail to those shunning digital satisfaction
Knowing that Love is an analog Grace.
When we emerge as photons
At the end of a data stream
Another voice like mine
Might declare -
"Ma felicite! Toute nue, m'excite!"
