3 drinks in
Posted in Lust, New Orleans, Poems, Poetry, Sex on July 20, 2008 by zouxzouxin a snap! of the fingers
i’ve crossed the threshold
into the land of urgent need
desire is an undulating dragon
whose roar says now!
and it becomes me melting
into my body paralyzing
my brain with only
one thought that drives
me release
my hand finds the front of your
pants and i rub your soft bulge
the feel of you makes the dragon
writhe in need
i smile into your face as i
(the dragon makes me)
quickly shed my clothes
rubbing my body on yours
I need it now i say
(and the dragon roars)
now
i climb on top in charge
my breasts against your chest
i crush and rub and my hips
begin the slow methodical circling
(the dance of the dragon)
your soft bulge becomes hard the
feel of it feeding the dragon and
we move in unison as one
morphed into a single writhing mass
of lustful sexual anticipation
in a universe of only one thought
one desire
one need and that is
to feel your hard cock in me
you flip me over pulling
my legs apart and around your neck
you push with frenzied hot hard pumps
like a battering ram
and I urge you on
dragging nails on skin and
moaning a primal song as i
meet your every stoke
until the restless dragon is finally
slayed
is slayed and slowly retreats
into the deep black hidden
lair that is it’s home,
basking in the release,
sated….
until the next
snap! of the fingers


