A deep instruction

Sometimes

Idly I touch you

Into you,

Testing the limits

Of your anatomy

Your capacity

For fullness

Sucking my touch

Deeper

Care down

As you open to me,

A spring flower

Lubricating nectar,

As I feel you

Pulse around my 

Hand. 

With confidence,

I test the boundaries of you,

Attention paid and rewarded 

By how I play with

The mercurial dance 

Of your flesh

Responding to my

Instructions

Deeper

Harder

Now