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Tuesday, January 23, 2018

chalice

I have come

your legs hooked over my arms
my body thrust deep within you
and now you pulse around me
my strength fades
and I am evicted
from your warm cocoon

I watch as silver liquid pearls
come oozing from you
I seize the glass
in which we shared our wine
discard the contents
spilling on your belly
hold this chalice to your glistening lips
and catch the precious salve

Then lifting these live curds
this cocktail of our passion
I raise it to my mouth
and sip the liquor in
to roll upon my tongue

But you
greedy for a share
come climbing up
racing your fingers to my mouth
and mouth to mouth
you lock your kiss on mine
and from me suck
the treasured milky sup

And back and forth
between our feeding mouths
we pass the sensual soup
until you break away
and with my hand upon your throat
I feel the slipping sip
as you swallow it down