Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Pop the membrane,
thick and sticky,
the roots wiggle through, exposed.
Sacral saccharine flavor circulates,
oozing the bound sexuality
of a being inviting to know.
Weight casted with anticipation
as tips tickle lips
sensation.
Nubile gyrations loosen the crating
of hips overflowing in earnest.
Rhythmically sliding
holding onto the riding,
writhing, slippery dreamers, flit.
Compounded with the pounding cravings,
a sated release
trembles,
As magically met
this mating begets
the heated owning of awakened sex.