
lying awake at the
crack of dawn
i felt you touching me
aroused I turned-up
touching your body
you suddenly were in
my arms,
i was holding you
squeezing my longing
into you
my body that longs to slide
its phallic excitement into
you
be in you
move in you
lustfully up and down
this sideway screw
that excites the utmost
out of you
that turns my juices into
circulation
heats up this pot of red-hot
liquid
that we want to mingle
together with your jizz
of cooling
hisses on this fire of
evaporative bursts
pushing our lustful turbine
powers into high flying
tingling
spine to brain and back
into loving thrusts
that will coincide with
this lance of pure gilded
lust.
we touch deep inside
let it rip through
our embraces in tightness
your cunt grabbing my cock
so tight/so tight
i cry with you in sweet
contractions of the
ultimate in lust
we cry together.
cry.yrc
zoltanzelan
zjg-poetry’02/’20.