Her Celebration

I’m squeezed so tightly in your arms you flatten me;
I drink your corded throat, you are inside of me;
My legs and feet do clamp you fast, embracing in;
We are now one, and ah! and ah! I aim to win!
I’m crushed with wild ecstacy, I’m wanting more!
You drive and thrust on through; I’m but an engine’s roar!
The sweat of you runs in my mouth, your love-juice fills;
We are the sum of us in overflowing wills!
Our passion is a new-planned jet that goes straight up,
And I am sky-joy free to be your victory cup!

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