The Erotic Art of Klingsors last Summer

A fingered line along seam of dreams
freshly created from seeded fresh cream
in listless pose after deliberate arching
sweat that slicks soft in tactless pursed calling
Distilled words be careful suck taut
tented body comes home, playful lip caught
ocean emotion flows singing the limb
a voiceless thrust runs finger round rim
dipping the wick of cavern rose hole
sucking the juice from slick slip round pole
pushing beginning whilst pulling the end
drink the flood flow that wanton defend
fingers in mouth of soft warm conspire
feeling the inside curls soft hard desire
targetted gushing to climb an awed mountain
a single sword to the centre a fountain.
Tied to the flower of wooden release
whipped to the summit of single skin crease
fingered the warmth of a hot summer sting
tasting the succulent berries he brings
trapping with thighs of milking sink cool
fold in the rapture of limpid drink pool
desperate shouting that cries for the peace
falling through the minds of frantic release.