Thirsty Water (Slightly Adult Content)

Thirsty Water I should have gone to work today but your tongue convinced me to come inside and play with you…to ride our red rocket ship to the distant planet of lust where our sensual sins are instantly forgiven and celebrated amidst mute pleas for gentle mercy so rightly ignored as a token gesture to rationality and begging for more is of course granted by the Court of No Regrets You alone have always held the secret key that released the chastised prisoner of passion locked deep inside of me your taste buds have caressed every morsel of my body as if I were an ice cube wrapped in honey much like the oyster swallowed whole to tease our ravaged pendulums whose demand for thirsty water shall be quenched at the moment our tongues mysteriously turn ice cold Irish Note Author Disclaimer: to my fellow poets....these are just words on a piece of paper and an experiment in new writing styles/expression for me. Topic is not meant to be abusive or disrespectful to ANY reader. Please note this poem is categorized by me in the 'Passion' category of PS.