You Say

Your face is in my hair.
You say it smells like happiness
On a honeysuckle summer night.

Your tongue is in my mouth.
You say it tastes like red licorice
That you got for a treat
When you went to the store with your mother
When you were five.

Your hands cover my breasts.
You say they remind you of
The water balloons you threw
At your brothers when you were ten.

Your mouth teases my clit.
You say it's is like a wiggly worm
That grows and grows until
It bursts into a magnificent butterfly.
I say, "Fuck me, baby.  Fuck me hard,"
You say, " With pleasure!"