parabolic

With you I rise up to the crest
 behind your eyes lies whirlpools of lust
 prised temptation devoured
to glimpse and tease
to paint the purple blooded cock
beat in time with a pulse unfrocked

for moderation in that zone
 friction that will just suffice
I bring the gasp that denigrate that lie
pupils widened at its size

Untap vaginas well and raise its sluice
the drip of welcome musk
lay out the welcome mat
 door cracked open
the nipples bells are ringing with each brush

Each syncopated groan and gasp
 pleading OH GOD make it last
the bottom of the parabolic curve
speed the base towards the upward slope

 Climax hanging on the cliff face edge
the graph of pleasure is my pledge