TM Landers Poetry

the way you
engulf me, swallowing
leaves me twitching, like
your mouth is an electric eel
and you have discovered my switchboard
each blessed sensation
reverberates through every sinew.

Your alabaster cheeks
feel the seering imprint
of a lovers hand
in front of the mirror
watching,
fucking animals
lost in ecstasy;
spellbound

heat or no heat, Ê
if you were here you legs would be akimbo Ê
and you would be in serious trouble and a lather.
Right now, almost inexplicably,
I want to make sticky love to you in the steamy night.
cannot wait to savour your musky juices...

in a pool of mandarin glow
diffuse orange, the bed sheets crumpled
by the pulse of lovers Ê and my body convulses
your hands and mouth
electrocute me, Ê
nuzzled against your breast, heart-thumping
you feel the electricity
the breathy exhalations
of pending orgasm.

Yes, I want to devour you
& taste your juices greedily
and feel your shudder like ancient earths
quivering, breaking apart, and to feel me
welcomed inside your being.