In bed with your stomach
My legs washed in salt
My hair full of honey
I tingle like bluebells
Pulsate and burn
Radiate warmth
Like a vast alligator
Hungry as virtue
Pumping with jam
When will I hurt you
With the wool of a lamb
Cool as a street
Full as a dance
Blurt out my wonder
In a confluence of bodies
Roll you like thunder
In a field full of poppies
In bed with your arms
My head spun by spiders
The physical forces
Of heartbeats arise
My cock is like David's
A polished and marble
Explosion of stardust
Breaking like a fish
Caught in your stockings
I dream of your hips
And I yearn for your toes
The bend in your arm
Your elbow
Your nose
These are the ripples
Which bellow and rustle
Like a bullock at the gate
From under my bedclothes
I'll stay here and masturbate
As
the universe flows.
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