"Red Silk"
A single candle
shadows dancing on whitewashed walls.
Images of your red silk bound wrists held wide
in sweet restraint;
and knees pulled up in answer
to passions soft insistent call.
Teasing scents of mango-cock-cherry-vagina
shimmering like waves of heat
from you.
And better yet,
the wet slick friction
pulling purring sighs
from you;
as playfully, tantalizingly
i give of me to you;
inch by inch, and out and in,
every atom seed to soul.
And then again.
