Surrender Session

16 Sep 2021 - Surrender Session

Her love tonight: a single well-oiled finger.
“Lay on your stomach, lover. Open for me.”
I did, my thighs spread wide, a set of scissors,
surrendering to her, a night to linger
in the shadows of a northern starlit sea.
Her kisses find their way to hidden fissures.

Her finger slowing finding secret canyons
where sunless lips nurse eagerly in silence,
drinking deep the rounded tip that stretches me.
Paroxysms shake me, waking up the Dragon.
My inner chambers heave, convulsed with violence.
Aching hollow, begging her do this this deed.

Tonight I’m her student. O what luck to have
such heavenly instruction! Her every touch
takes me inside her, learning yieldings lessons,
how she’s taken every suitor, eyes and calves
split open, offered up, merged in the clutch,
finding power in her kind possession.

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