I spread vertical
with a horizontal attitude
the bed bites me and the gash
bites you
sweet lap
licking the itch without heart
without love
the vaginal river catches me washing
the sin
the fear
the lust
and the rip tide pulls me under
below the waves
undertow of fucked up head
with the heavy thrust
of you
eyes shut tight
until I send you home
we have nothing
but this thing
in common
25 years separates us
but I find your youth beautiful
your skin supple
I will make you the machine
and you will make all the girls melt
with the knowledge
of this woman.
