All The Way

She dressed for me
Hid behind the door
I knew she was there
The pointed black toe
Kept the door from opening
All the way

We kissed, open mouthed
Breathing hard
My one hand
On the knob
My other upon her silk

She made all the sounds
And when I looked up
Saw her tongue darting
Licking her own
Pinching her own
Calling herself names

At last on fours
Leaving hand prints
Lasting in my memory
More than her behind

Three regrets-
Never fat peppermint stick
Never mechanical magic
Never leftovers on her stomach
Medium Rare Prime Rib
Bleeding its own pink liquid