Guru

Thunderbolt

of Flaming

Wisdom

At rest

Beneath my clothes

As I receive another visitor

I only talk about the enlightenment

I offer with beautiful women

And the memories of wine

On my lips

Arranged just so

Bringing visions with each

Supine thrust

Fingers drawing out

Prayers to the divine

Rising in the air

Like temple incense

I offer the wisdom

Open your thighs

I would be a God

Between them