The Roots Of Life And Love Are In My Lovely Breasts. Poem by Dev Anand

The roots of life and love
are in my lovely breasts.
I am your mum and you are mine
I love you more than anyone else.
Let all that is in my roots
fill your brain and body
with plentiful fruits.

Come suck hard, then soft
Squeeze with all your strength.
My smile of satisfaction is true
when you suck my breasts.

I find meaning for my life.
I shall care for you always
as the greatest gift of God.

My lover, my dearest,
where are you now?
Is it not a divine call
that you filled my womb
with your sperms of love?

Yes our sexual union in love
is both divine and human.
Oh how I seek for more
of your sperms deep
in me, in my womb.

Let your love sperms
take roots in me
and grow into the brain
of your dearest child of love.

Oh human beings,
Let your sexual union
be an act of intense love.
From your love shall be born
a heavenly human being.

(Sex is a divine gift. We shall not play with it.
Never use sex for pleasure alone. Do not degrade this divine gift. Do not use a woman as an object of pleasure. Sex shall be the expression of the divine love that is given by the Almighty God. Make sex pure and you will enjoy every moment of it)

GRaphic: Breast feeding portrayal from the Genovamaaa's collections in Photobucket.