Oh sweet swimming head
this wine a blackberry drought on my tongue
hot daydreams behind my eyes shut tight
and you are praying to this quiet
goddess, white wash skin
sucking at this gash with my ass in the carpet
and I am pinned
pulling your mouth to mine in this sinking ether
you utter wet words
I hear only the noise of my heart in these ears
as you lap against this clitoral feast