LONG-DISTANCE COITUS

(allow me to be bold this once –
as a tribute to lovers separated by oceans)


HER
this afternoon, something strange happened.
it was so hot i soaked myself in the tub.
when i closed my eyes, i felt you
your cock pulsating inside my soaked self
as you, so full of purpose and conviction -
kept on thrusting your stiffness in me.
i shuddered and shook and shrieked
and clamped and expanded and quivered
and as the warmth of my explosion
reached unparalleled depths and heights
i felt you again
but didn’t see you
and i cried a few lonely tears.


HIM
i look at your picture, bikini-clad and vertical -
and imagine you horizontal and immersed;
nothing concealed by crucial fabric shards.
i walk into your bathroom,
looked down on you as if from space,
i see the extremities of your body like an archipelago
embedded in the not-so-pacific ocean of your tub,
your head the forested mainland,
your nipples and knees outlying islands.
i undress to join you in the water,
my erection quivering in readiness.
kneeling by the bathtub my hand reaches
to touch the underwater volcano of your sex
provoking an earthquake between your legs
as my fingers caress your clit
while I rain soft kisses and caresses
over your naked body.
i slide into the bathtub beneath you
and we progress
from metaphor to megafuck.