Blowjob

byvampiredust©

This is the part of lovemaking
she never looks forward to.
She read all the books on the subject
in her local Borders, remembering
to 'grin as you flick your tongue
to and fro'

She stares at the pink bell
as if it were a bomb needing defusing,
thinking about something, anything, else.
And then she takes the plunge,
licking the tanned belly of the shaft
like a cow wolfing down clover.

To and fro, to and fro.
She is no longer a woman but a hummingbird,
snail, giraffe, electric toothbrush.
Right now she is more things than that Swiss
Army Knife in her husbands drawer.
And then his bell begins to chime,

she feels it swelling up, a piñata ready to burst.
There is no sick bag ready, no nurse available.
This is her duty, a voice says, before releasing
it in the outside world. She lets go and walks
back into the darkness.

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