Drench these thighs
that twine on thee
shatter my world
as you tongue trippingly


Delve for sweets of
bottomed topped blush
whilst dew-drops sing
rich thickened pearly lush


Sweet, lust-given man,
is the wood of groves
stark primal musks
embraced by skin's glove


Ah so tightly shafted
this plunge oh so deep
will make you sing
(and make me weep!)


Embrace the night
with our silken sighs
as we drum the tribal
with deafening cries


Breathing the source -
those hourglass sands
guiding each another
midst our midnight-sun lands...