Poem of Oral Intimacy

Busy head between my hands,
Hero drawn between your jaws,
Scrambling under your portcullis,
Pressing home my cause.

Tongue upon my instrument
Playing tunes of chances missed,
Orifices since forgotten,
Running down the list.

Generous of you so to fling me
Into orbit where I meet
Floating worlds of past and future
Present in this heat.

Love, I love you loving me,
Nude and kneeling dream machine,
Organ of eternity,
Center of my scene.

Off the cloak of hanging back!
I am flesh! Forget the rest!
Drink me into nakedness
While I manifest!

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