When her silk sarong glides to her bellybutton
like a garden snake slithers on soil in prairie grass.
Her vagina opens for me
like a pink flower at dawn blooms for honeybees.
I perform her commands, "touch here, lick slower, softer, harder, faster YES there,"
until her vagina shivers and tears.
She urges me to raise my head
to allow her tongue moistened with mead to lick my neck.
to allow her vagina to swallow my penis from its head to its sack.
We slide in friction lessened with lubrication
until my penis eye shoots hot semen
like a volcano crater emits magma
and lands on my hand.
Originally Published July 2006: Stripped! Anniversary Issue