this is how i rock my lust: with
***** straight and pixie dust, discussing ****
that ***** me up like drugs
like love
like sucker punches
when she comes—that heady taste—
unblushing, sweaty, **** my face
******* I’m craving
her—the scent—the begging when
she’s hoarse and spent,
the coarseness of rough hair on skin
of taste buds lips tongue wearing thin—
i drain my lungs, i’m going hard
eyes pressed on pelvis filled with stars
i dig my nails into her thighs she’s
in my nose i’m drunk on sighs
and cries/those hips!—
she bites her lips
a flush of rose on rigid ******
pinched between my fingertips—
she calls my name—
i can’t resist—

so kiss me kate, with open legs
spread wide for me to fit my head
between those thighs, my tired tongue
i’d drown here just to hear you come.