Black Sex

Black sex sings like a siren against my white sheets.

What quilted questions can I answer,

with my tongue lodged in your pink lips,

while the sadomasochistic sunlight slinks slowly

through blue blinds?

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Illicit

Her unhurried sex voice scrounges

for an ear to curl up in.

I officiated at a wedding of vagabonds and

was paid in grape soda.

So many illicit desires swirl and eddy under my face.

hot Roman sex beckons behind screens.