Whisper your words in my lap

Whisper your words in my lap
those sweet syllables
that melt under your breath
and pour onto my soft skin
in a warm and sticky treacle.
I clamp your body
between my thighs, bend over you
and let my breasts pour into
your mouth. You lick them
with your tongue, dig your teeth
into my nipples and bind me to you
with the ropes of pain, suck
my body into the sea of your mouth
soon to emerge again, sky-facing, drifting.
I am cast on to unchartered seas,
never to know where the voyage
will take me.