RESPONSE TO 'SPREADING MY LEGS TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST'

An imagined man's responding thoughts to the poem by Samantha Red.

Her words are frank,
Words of love and lust,
Confidence and trust.
I feel honoured -
That she opens up (so to speak) to me
About the quirky secrets of her body -
I meet these with a smile, it is the way the Creator of Eve made her, and it's HER -
And about how I excite her,
When thinking about, or touched by, me.
She reaches out to my needs,
Spurs me to meet hers in loving deeds,
I want to see the face I love wake with a smile
Of satisfaction shared, there be no denial.
Such naked trust, such privileged knowledge -
I could not betray her with someone else, it would bite a hand she lovingly extends to feed me.
Yes, I will come to her tonight,
I will honour her offer
Of a night spent on her and off her,
Welcomed between her long legs.
Her overflow in pleasure
To taste at my leisure,
A communion at a living altar.
She leaves me in no doubt that to her my face - and more than that - fits!