That sensation when you lightly touch me After I’ve pushed you to the ground Red droplets cascade onto the blankets beneath our bare hips Origins at your shoulder blades It feels good To have been pierced in a swift outburst of emotion Fantasy has been drawn out for so long, unspoken Reality only makes the blood appear stronger Faster the seconds pass by Faster you move, anticipation is driving us into gray areas Impulse confuses man with woman, beauty with ugly, pleasure with pain Naked skin grazes against that of another’s Heated-up flesh creates water droplets, making it all the more lubricious Furthering the moment to capture its sensuousness more gracefully Moaning can be heard from inside our throats Your eyes flash ecstasy, and I sense your silent pleasure While I can feel mine rising with every thrust You venture deeper, daring to take what you want Parts of my self-respect are nibbled away by the sharpness of your teeth Black turns to blue by the way of white But passion, love, lust, and blood are always red And deep like brown eyes staring hard into green Flexed muscle that pushes my insides Pleasure I have never known before The flowing has stopped from the cut I’m intent on Every chromosome in your body wants to savour and hold in all you could ever possibly taste Still hungry, you feat on the body beneath your own Devouring the flesh and tasting the sweetness Candy for the orgasm you feel about to erupt A tiny volcano which will ricochet a series of alarms The one in your voice, and the one in mine Which cannot possibly be silenced anymore Nearing the end of a journey well-traveled I lick the lips of the one who stirs my emotions in a fashion where I’ll never understand them And I will always hold in my mind the memory, or the fantasy Of giving myself up to you, my dear Or, blatantly, the actions in the past Getting fucked by Bob
1/4/02
