Seconds ago every corpuscle
Rushed to feed each avarice muscle.
As I trembled in delight,
Each synapse, signaled excite
To every cell, corporal.
And remind me that I am mortal.
So I beg for more

Seconds ago your final thrust
Exacerbated my fevered lust.
My hungry womb quivered in need,
Licking at your expelled seed,
Shuddering in its greedy approval,
But lamenting with your hurried removal.
So I beg for more

Seconds ago when you pulled out
Your emission remained to hang about,
Settling deep in my inner terrace,
Mingling where my feminine liqueur is.
And now my emptied pussy is bereft,
From the loss your departed sex left.
So I beg for more

Seconds ago I was totally filled;
Every crevice closely sealed.
And even though I should be sated,
I tightly clenched as you vacated
Because when you are inside of me,
We are connected, as we should be.
So I beg for more