G SPOT

she asked me so politely
if her g spot i could find
i took a chance
my fingers danced
alas, the path was blind

i tried it here, she said, "no dice"
and so i tried it there
my fingers slipped
in niches, dipped
i touched her everywhere

i listened for a change in breath
or maybe for a "whee"
the more i sought
her lost g spot
the more she said, "oh gee"

but i'm a man who likes a dare
to fail would be a sin
my fingers clutched
and slyly touched
the surface of her skin

i guess i should have researched this
a "google", if you may
my fingers spread
and onward, sped
upon their merry way

but then i felt a tremor
as a certain zone i cupped
i etched a curve
and hit a nerve
she started to erupt

her body started humming
like a song that i had wrote
and as i traced
that special place
she hit a high g note