Lust

 
My body weeps and cries out
for the man I love,
In my bedroom, alone,
I stifle my hunger,
my vulva begins to sing.


When you touch me I tremble,
a shudder travels into my depths,
then desire sets my belly moving
and in one long glissando, the sirens rise,
my body screams for you in pink nights.


My body begs to be desired,
between groin and belly and buttocks, and I cry out and cry out,
the thin sounds dissolve,
the city hears me through the sliding doors,
the world in which I live without words, it smiles.


I lie naked, mouth open and sex
waiting for you, you pry apart my thighs
I settle into my yielding belly
and I wait, I wait with
my eyes closed and you find my secret flawlessly.


With my opening wet as cardboard,
I bite into the sheets burning with need,
waiting for your thrust and your grinding,
and the rhythmic knocking of your balls
flows away into the heat.