Absorbed in Embraces

Let meadows covet these embraces: I
will offer up to him, because he'd own
this wetness (it is his); he won't espy
the dew, but far more welcoming:

My moan,
as he thrusts into moistness, will present
an eagerness - connection - I'll be host
to the hardest erection. I'm content
with every inch that fills me:

I'm engrossed
and will press back when told to, as a pet
who loves each order, enjoys each command
and thinks it not facile to be as wet
as any water meadow:

He has planned
to take me forcefully, until his traces
are all absorbed in coveted embraces.