FANTASY
lying beneath you i
watch your knees flex
your cunt descending
my open mouth waiting
you lift your skirt
holding it like a canopy
and i am hidden inside
i feel the rasp
and tickle of
indecent hair on my chin
and against my nose
you smear my face
with fragrant oil
teasing and smothering
and i cannot breathe
you tempt and then deny
but slowly and deliciously
you open for me
my lips meet your lips
a kiss tasting of oysters
of seashores and molluscs
my tongue finds a pearl
hiding in the folds
your fragrance intoxicates
inciting me to madness
you palm my face away
hissing flagrant abuses
slut, pervert, bitch, lover
i wait for the rain to fall
tumbling warm and fat
and then sip from your cup
the saline and lemon
the bitter-sweet baptism
your holy water anoints