A man walks into the room.
There she was on the linen couch.
He came close, mouth to ear:
*Has a man ever been here?*
His hand moved to her soft spot.
She shut his hand between her thighs.
*Many before you.*
From beneath her jaw, he pressed his tongue.
*So I’ve heard.*
His fingers fell buoyant over her soft waves.
*But they told me something else.*
He kneeled before her and brought her legs to his shoulder.
*They had used every part of me.*
He immersed his tongue between her lips.
*Every part but this one.*
Her hand fell on his head as he spoke in a foreign tone.
He kissed her bare thigh up to the tip of her breast.
*They have not had you like this yet.*
He lowered himself, pushing knees apart.
*Remember only me, moving
like a sail in rough sea.*
Her body embraced the pain like a past lover.
*Close your eyes and I can be whoever you want.*
Her eyes gleamed through the vines of tangled hair.
*No.*
A sting came from her nip.
*Who do you want me to be?*
Slow and steady the boat stirred.
Waves rising higher and falling longer.
*Just get lost at sea.*