1969

So, you’re born in 1969
How ironically sweet
Now plant that ass upon my face
And put your head down toward my feet

Now find my tongue deep in your hole
Your swollen clit begins to quiver
As you take a deep breath and inhale my pole
My body starts to shiver

Rhythmically moving, juices are flowing
The pleasure is so intense
Your back arches up as you exhale my shaft      
The ensuing moan was so immense

Giving and getting we both take the lead
Simultaneous sharing without any greed
Symbiotic we are, inverted love in the dark
Not caring at all we just met in the park

Before too long a small crowd was lurking
Watching our bodies pulsating and jerking
Licking and sucking, your juices like honey
Not til later I realized people stopped to give money

Like art on display, both admired and hated
We laid in the grass completely elated
But before we exploded synchronously divine
I exclaimed “now you be 6 and I’ll be the 9”