FUCK ii

you search me and you know me and
how well you know me
you know how i long to get that touch
that push
that punishing kiss
that welcome invasion of the house inside
and you to slide
and slide
in ecstatic perspiration in creation
of the holy spirit
we make
when you take breaths and gasps and clasps
and pounding of fist
when you are inside me
and i'm in you and me and so
like bonded, pushing rushing
russian dolls with mouths open
in constant O
and muscles strained in the ow of opening
i want you
to crush me
i want you
to pound me into china
into the tomb
into resurrection
in the ejaculation
in the slower of the white
seed
is my only salvation