Imagine your self( no pressures)
as you're immersed in
bubbly.
Incense tickles your
nostrils.
You are open, if you desire.
Your warmth  invites and
beckons us to foreplay because
we shall be baptized
in raw, wet lust
without the morning shame
after. Let us be the animals
we are.
Your choice. And I will not
lie. You may be disappointed.
Will you invite me?
We can always cuddle after
or if you prefer, instead.