I grope in the dark
with trembling lips
searching for you,
my tongue darts out...
then i find
and we meet
shaft and crank
clinging like Siemens
swaying in the waves
we drown in our own sweat
I grunt,
I rise,
I sink,
Immersed
in the furry essence of your murmurs
nibbling at my ear.
your thighs entwined around my waist
which God will answer the prayers I mouth
as i twitch these beads spread across your chest?
Copyright 2002 Yeremi Bolton
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