i......melting with pleasure
he
press press pressured
his intensity
s l o w
in
m o t i o n
deep inside my
tightening grip
-death by friction-
stimulating heat
rapidly increasing pulse
choking the swell of the quill
teasing the absolute
moment of desire
charming the fire
higher

higher


harder
....holding at the tip
until i....i...
i....thrust down with
uncontrollable excitement
bringing sweet release......
of liquor warm want
dripping screaming wet with lust....

poet in poet
pen coming to paper
making poetry