by M.L.Kashner
(08/25/04)
Music brings sweetness,
The kiss of the vibrator
A honeybee's song.
 
Her posture perfect,
Pussy flat against the chair
A warm, dirty thought.
 
Soft is your hand's touch
Across my turgid member
The river and the stone.
 
Kneeling before her,
Isis spreads her naked wings
Paradise beckons.
 
Fingers stroke
Your silky petals
Night blossoms.