Baptism

Like rushing water I pour myself over you and baptize you in sweet sin;

fuck me like you hate me,

kiss me like you love me,

and I'll touch your tummy with the lashes on my third eye

cause you feel so good at the back of my throat, let me sit on your fingers until I need  your head between my thighs.

And I'll need it I promise-

Just like you'll need to be sloppy wet when I spit and swallow you whole,

spit you out and swallow again.