02-24-2014, 08:20 AM
Drought of Libidinousness
The head, uncovered, hails hello
And slyly wriggles sluice agape.
The mind’s unconscious eye below
Reports up high like ticker tape.
The moment’s set to flex the abs,
Extend the back, and press the chest
Against the kindred’s core and grab
Around the axillae, then wrest.
Succor the member to and through
The channel’s mouth and then beyond
The calm, yet eager sniper’s cue
Where future life will have been spawned.
Press back and forth, as in a trance—
Like a rope swaying in the wind—
And go, until it can’t advance,
To pleasure’s arch beneath the skin.
Velvety friction whets the course
Pending salvation’s blissful end.
Seesaw exchanges lead by force
As thirst, from which we can’t ascend.
The head, uncovered, hails hello
And slyly wriggles sluice agape.
The mind’s unconscious eye below
Reports up high like ticker tape.
The moment’s set to flex the abs,
Extend the back, and press the chest
Against the kindred’s core and grab
Around the axillae, then wrest.
Succor the member to and through
The channel’s mouth and then beyond
The calm, yet eager sniper’s cue
Where future life will have been spawned.
Press back and forth, as in a trance—
Like a rope swaying in the wind—
And go, until it can’t advance,
To pleasure’s arch beneath the skin.
Velvety friction whets the course
Pending salvation’s blissful end.
Seesaw exchanges lead by force
As thirst, from which we can’t ascend.