Ice Melt

ICE MELT

feel the spot -
warm to the touch.
tremble...
as i linger,
and come
in a little further
with gentle flesh and blood,
from the moment
its push button flows
in a rush of
uncontrolled moans...
dirty in pleasure
without surprise,
intimately washes me
in ecstasy’s hot kiss;
the waters of holy
in a rush overflowing
between its banks
and bathes
its slithering hot chamber -
succumbed by erotic bliss.