Mistress Poet

Deep and dark, lusty and pernicious, slits and crevices
shimmer sultry like voluptuous grammar
at the subaqueous levels of her labyrinth desires.

Ribbed and rough-hewn tunnels of endless pleasure
lined with dripping, debaucherous tapestries of carnal exclamation
lure me, allure me, suck me into her ever-ripening mysteries.

Drawn to hands and knees, panting like an animal, tongue like a comma,
I lap the sweet, syrupy taste of her cunning verse until
the heady romance blinds me to all orifices but the next.

And I am lost, slipping and sliding, thrusting forward without question mark or guidance,
intoxicated by the salty rush of her virulent punctuations
and shameless sentences of wicked, lascivious entrapment.

Her pressure mounts, as do I, slave to ride the staccato suction of her liquid prose
as colons merge to wrap the single pronoun of my being in literary climax
and with an explosive rhapsody of ink she drafts another sated admirer into her volumes…

Mistress Poet.

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