Intercourse

You are a rising flower,
Gleaming in the sun
Stretch your stem for first drink,
I'll wait until you're done
For I am the butterfly,
I do my dance for you
I ask to search your petals,
To taste your honey dew
Spread my wings so wide,
Then close them as I flirt
You, standing erected,
My tongue I now insert
Softly sip your nectar,
So sweet upon my lips
Feel my satisfaction,
As your stamen starts to drip
My legs bracing you open,
Until I drink you dry
Sprinkle you with wing dust,
And then away I fly