Spank me
Mrs Cleves said
it was all part
of her ****** foreplay

rather than some
Freudian slip
of a childhood probing
stuck inside

her head
OK
Baruck said
willing to oblige

to keep the show
on the road
the game in play
and she

19 years older
and 15 pounds
heavier
and he a novice

of the way it goes
the music
from the lounge
easing through the air

the wine seeping
through his head
trying to keep her words
and image

and her body
on the bed
she above him
he beneath

wondering what
the priest would say
if seeing him now
hand pounding flesh

moving to the music
and lust
doing
what a young guy

must
the Mahlerian
symphonic sounds
the sounding springs

the echoing voice
of her demands
and needs and pleads
come on more more

Mrs Cleves said
and he recalls
that Lucien Freud painting
he'd seen

of the fat dame
lying on a couch
naked as the day
she was born

seductively reclined
her huge *******
and ample flesh
her body crushing thighs

and thinking such
he smiled
and closed his eyes
and thought of Rome

and the Roman ******
he'd read of somewhere
and the smell of perfume
and wine

and he and she
moving
quickly and sexually
there.