NAMELESS

She was so fragile.

So tight.

I couldn't fully penetrate,

without hurting her.

Many times between,

I'd go down and massage her with my tongue.

Like an animal mending the wound of its child.

Then gently push myself inside again.

I would always ask her to whisper my name,

midst the orgasmic moans.

It wasn't for some thrill that it gave,

but because I'd forget who I was,

just for a moment.

If she didn't comply quickly enough,

I'd push myself in further,harder.

I could feel the power I had.

The damage I was capable of.

The form of her walls,

and every detail of her insides

pressed firmly around me.

I remember her eyes jolting open,

as she'd gasp "JORDAN,JORDAN"...

Oh yeah...That's who I am.

Thank you baby...

Thank you,sweet,fragile one.

Please don't ever let me forget again.