Sibilance

Slick, slippery shaft
sliding slowly southward—
a single-minded salute
sandwiched safe
between a sweet, satin seam.
A slow, steady slap
sparking scarlet sighs,
his soldier slipping slow
through a solitary sheath.
Splayed sex, shining sugar,
a shy and spasming slot,
stretches smooth and swallows
his shooting seed,
a sustained, surrendered secret.