FILL ME UP

(an old poem of mine, back by request...)       
       
Fill me up,       
in my mouth       
let it throb       
while i swallow it       
up and down       
in and out       
sideways halfway       
wholly completely       
       
No need for rhythm...       
       
Fill me up,  
with the sound       
of your heavy       
breathing       
and of your moans       
and groans       
let it pour       
let it roar       
let it soar       
       
No need for music...       
       
Fill me up,     
with all of those       
beautiful-terrible words       
of love and hate,       
your dirty fantasies       
savage profanities       
our shared unspoken       
movements of madness       
and ecstacy       
       
No need for reasons...       
       
Just fill me up--       
Fill up my mind       
my cunt       
my empty aching womb       
my mouth       
my hungry restless soul       
my palm       
my angry yearning fingers       
       
my heart...       
       
All I need is you.