Like a Viking Tearing Through Giant Waves with His Longship

A perpetual jet, a gushing fountain, a gushing jet of vaginal fluid that tears through the heavens I am soaked to the bone, In a raging ocean like a Viking tearing through giant waves with his longship. Sprinkle my soul, splash my body, splash my mind, water my sex. This mast raised in a devastating storm, necessary for rebirth. It becomes bigger, more expansive. Yes, the sky seems to open. It is open and swollen. like a Viking tearing through giant waves with his longship. Sprinkle my soul, splash my body, splash my mind, water my sex.