Wet

Depth- like the sea, dark and wet-

Succulent like ripe fruit, in and out, thrusting, hard-

Fucking, always fucking, indiscreet, obvious-

Naked and wet, dripping almost rotted and bruised.

Chapped lips, under and above-

Squeaking like a dogs toy, plastic and rubber-

And wet, always wet.

Wrapped around the body like a snake-

Dressed down and proper, like the inner city, crowded-

Trapped in a glass like ice, and wet-

Dripping in the sun, slippery, like the fingers.

Bouncing like basketball-or breasts, lactating-

Milk, warm before bed, comforting and wet.

Biting, like fingernails, hard and tough, above-

The soft flesh, moistened, glistening with sweat-

And cum, reflection- like a mirror, jostling

Like balls in a hand, my own, myself. Self like

One individual, baked and brown, like warm

Bread fresh out of the oven, melted like warm butter-

Wet. Stained and dirty, like a homeless mans

Attire, drunk with desire, like a dipsomaniac.

Open window, like the soul, acquired, like taste-

Into the mouth, salty and wet.

Always wet.