Awake this lustful, quaint reprise!
Alas with you, this morn I rise
Mirnij -- not too soft restrain
Ply the sheets with full refrain

to pound

a thought

compel

full force

inject

we wrythe

we climb

a push

then pull

too hot

the heat

our sweat

ingest

contract

then come

a brief

respite


Labrynth threads, that bind our souls
Twists and turns, shifts and rolls
Vision of sweat-beads, on inner thigh
The tension roils into sharpened sigh

Then pass, once more to dream alight
Afire our hearts, with calm delight
Passion fueled by hungry tide
No peace for you, while I'm inside...


you