IN THE PALM OF HER HAND

 

She holds me in the palm of her hand

In a literal sense, body and soul

Her fingers wrap around me

And she tugs on me roughly

Playing with my shaft

Then faster and faster

Until I’m nearly there, then she stops

And she’s on her knees

Her mouth enveloping me

Working on me eagerly

But she plays with me

Getting me close then stopping

Then starting again, then again

Until I thought I was losing my mind

Then again she takes me to the abyss

Closer and closer and closer

Until I explode and then I am consumed