I immediately thought of Tammie
And my balls felt light
Like apples and began to tingle
While I sucked the deepest
Dew of resonance
Out of that cough drop
I was crunching up
Inside her eyes the blood of
A miracle was pounding and
About to overtake me
In her thin smile brand
The sign, the knowing pout
Made pain wistful and numb forgiveness
When she turned a little
Furious of amber eyes,
Yet budded with a sigh
And I owned in the
Hardest thrusting quest
Of my hero martyr nature
That I had felt her fully
And more quickly than she wanted

That it was over
Yet she would take some unknown
Witch’s satisfaction from my
Numbered manhood later
In the dark cool cave
She would have dragged me down to
Then made it fire