shot of joy to the captain lost at sea, 13.05.2019

by on
my skin erupts in sparks
when she whispers in my ear
a challenge issued
and the chase is on
my tongue like fire ravaging her skin
she's wet desire in my hands
I'm hard possession in hers
snuck inside her alcove
but not patient enough to hold still
following instead a primal call
to accelerate and penetrate
rupture and puncture
again and again
our bodies crushing against each other
and I'm crashing into her
I'm crashing into her
God help me
I can't stop crashing into her
I don't want to stop
I'm sinking
I'm smiling and I'm sinking
deeper
deeper going under