The Blood & The Bones

a whirlwind
overloading my senses
blindfolded
taking vision out of play
your tongue tastes
like a whiskey serpent
splitting my mouth open
wiping away
salty tears from my
reddened cheeks
and your lips
so cool against mine
as my backside burns
from punishment
and my thighs squeeze
together
clenching and holding
the pulsating misery
the shameful need
to have you fully
and unmercifully
take me

the blood
& the bones