The Delicious Squeeze

My
passion-gripped,
masturbation-ripped
hand
squeezed her exposed
willing neck.

At
her command I
let go of lucid and
play opened my dark to
graze and free range.

My
hand, her neck, and
the delicious squeeze.
I shock- felt
her tumble over.

Her
mystic had destined and I
volunteered
pushed the border and
tightened the slip.

A
thousand swirling
sweet dark needles-
alas our sought
endorphin crave.