They pirouette, with sweet caress and bid my mouth joins in
The more I taste, the more I crave, your quicksand draws me in
Your breath, your beard, intensifies my waves of wanton sin
I'm paralysed by your prowess your wild eyes hold me fast
As I lie trapped your hands they kneed our bodies merge enclasped
I'm compromised, you permeate, my porous cliffs... unmasked
The waters of my being crest... cascade, now freed at last
© Debbie Razey 2017 - Violet Moon Poetry
