With tongue and teeth,
I taste the sweat of
Your contents.
Glistening ambrosia thighs
Bearing into dew soaked skin.
Lean in low,
My breath against your collar bone,
Pink parts eating you alive…
Grip your hair in tenuous palms
When nothing else is real,
In that moment when it burns,
And nerves begin to languish
Deliverance crawling from depths
Of feral beings…
Blind impulse dripping sugar sweet
From petal smooth curves and hips,
Fetishism driving carnal need,
To scream and claw,
And riot…
Drowning masculinity,
In heavy scented sex and domination.
Moans indulge our parted lips,
While my tongue plays tag with yours,
Leaving obscenities to devour whispers,
In percussive hungering wails,
And my clit falls prey to revolution…