Manalive!

He flitters and he

Flutters through my mind all day

Long, and I want to

Suck him dry. Where is

He? Soaking here on my own,

This can’t all go to

Waste. How he murmurs

Nasty phrases in my ear

When we are fucking,

My deepest muscles

Tighten. He makes me feel like

A goddess and a

Whore, newborn and as

Old as time. We vibrate, and

Transcend existence.

Thirsty

“So thirsty am I.

Miss? Could you get me water?”

“You’re not supposed to

Talk to me.” “If you

Knew who I was, you’d want my

Water. Never thirst

Again.” “Fine. Give me.”

“Get your husband, I’ll give it

To him.” “Which one?” “You’re

On number six, right?

Let me be seven.” “Let’s do

It then. You want to

Be top or bottom?”

“We do it face to face. Me

In you and you, me.”

Fulfillment

Ecstasy suffused

Her; articulate voice, now

Mouthing vowels of love

Her first juices are

Lovely; the second nectar

Is velvet new life.

My pelvis to hers

Creates a circuit from the

Sacrum to her heart

Through her throat into

My mouth, down my throat and to

My heart, sacrum and

Back into her, a

Holy electricity,

We revivify.