There Goes a Happy Guy

there goes a happy guy

she woke me up the usual way,
with her lips tightly woven
around an spectacular morning
erection...

I remember thinking that if this
was a dream I never wanted to wake up.

there was no stopping her.

she was on a mission
and my body was a blessed
destination.

I could actually feel the joy
in her body
as she laid across me

giving me everything and
taking everything

with my complete
submission

with her lips around me
and the pressure
mixing with the softness

of her hair tickling
my stomach

as her lips
took me deeper

than ever before.

nothing could stop it...

I wrapped my arms around the brass
bedposts,

buried my face into
waiting pillows,

bit down hard
and shook

until my eyes
were closed tight
from my seizures.

deep kisses recovering,

recovering...

you lying across me,
our bodies entangled...

she’s hungry, I have a check from
a new science fiction story
I wrote,

waiting for me at the Post Office.

$750.00 all the way from
a publisher in
Hamburg.

We dress each other quickly,
and headed for the Post Office.

Fondling each other at every
traffic light,
until we arrived
safe and sound..

I jump out and head toward the door,

at the same time an elderly
gentleman swings the door open

and looking right into my eyes,
smiles at me and says
as I walk by him and says,

"There goes a HAPPY guy!"