Blood and Sex

copyright: Leslie Ormandy

You slid into me,

And I was all

moist and sweat-wet and

I cried out in the most primal way;

Moaning and thrashing under your body

As we moved in the age-old rhythm,

Souls merging with the sweet bridge of

Your tight embrace and my tight embrace.

Trusting that you would not hurt me.

That you would not take this too far,

And that you would love me after this all

Too brief embrace of souls and bodies

And blood was spent.

After you had had your

 Fill.

For this eternal glorious moment, I would

Be part of your eternity, part of your pleasure.

Your food, your drink, your all.