Pink Eye

Pink eye winked with tight folds
wrapped around and puckered when nervous
when I pressed against it, hard demands
it tightened just more and folds shrank

lube did little, hardened nipples little else
you spread your pale cheeks in deference
though very little came of it
hard pressure worked better for your hole

Sweet release when suddenly it went in
your eyes watered at first but you took it
you always meant to and then you understood
pleasure mixed with pain can do so much

your thick wet milk gave testament to that
not from puckered holes, but open ones in fact
dripping down and finally singing
a soft sweet song of release and joy