I thought I saw you from the corner of my dreams, sitting gently by as landscapes roved and summer birthed to autumn.

You were ever sheltered by the maple shade and each time I turned to look you were out of sight, hovering near the edge of shadow.

Then amber leaves fell and the tree grew bare, winter ebbing closer and shadows long…there you were as I turned to look, sitting calmly by the trunk as though you’d been there all along, calmly waiting. Waiting till I had eyes

Your smile alluring, at once seductive and aloof

I come near to play your game, to smell your acidic body

Spill into me

Your sharp aroma arouses my curves bringing me to heat

Your passion fills my hollows,

let me taste you

Spill into me

You bring me to life; your essence makes me hum and moan

I’ll swallow your searing liquid self and hold your body inside mine

Spill into me again and again, until I cry out that I can take it no more

Then spill into me

One last time

Spill into me