The scratch of the skin, the claws on my back,
the sweat on my hands; she savor me, as I
savor her, her touch, her tease, her taste.
I press my lips to hers, sharing my love for her
goddess body that she has blessed me with.
I drink her bliss and moans
as my tongue reintroduces her to God.
Any confidence stripped in a mirror
is suddenly regained with her clench and a scream,
a reminder of my name, a call to her euphoria,
a call from my love. My