I am hating the tightness
of your ******
That grip your body has
Over me

Perhaps it's the shape of your *******
That is so infuriating
And abhorrent to Nature

Such perfection of angle
into my want
I move at you
like rope pulled

Astride surprise
I rise a flea
witnessing
you you female

You borderland
of willing dissolution

this knowing
of clear it away for me

I am the force
Of nature you seek

Though I don't understand
How