Cat fuck.
frost me!
emit your warm breath all over my quivering body
I feel so cold! please help me my dear and
warm me till frost covers every inch of me
as we’re stimulated and make steam
I can whisper to you in dithyrambic tones
and sketch drawings on you
until I make you scream torridly
like that one time
out in the back yard by the drain pipe;
the neighbors in wonder
peered over the lilac bushes
that substituted as a hedge
separating our lawn from theirs
they saw us fucking like cats
and heard you cry out in ecstasy
while I poured lemonade over you
and drank with pleasure
savoring all there was to taste
19 February 1998