Consumed

Descending, I manipulate and manoeuvre for the updraft Spluttering, I spiral down, then briefly up again, to glimpse a glowing sky Flapping, I fall forever faster, flat-eagled Plunging, I watch the unwelcome gloom envelope my horizon Tumbling, I twist, turn and turbulate, ... then the thudding thump Gasping, I groan and exhale, a noiseless moan Curling, I recoil as innards become outward form Emerging, a base inside-out creature crawls and creeps Tasting, the tongue-tied intestines and the unseeing socket eyes Groping, a gruesome grub befriends the worm and slurps the slug-slime Engorging, as flaunted members flail blood and flick licky, sticky fluid Reforming, dim visions populate carnal shapes with awful movement Gaping, a fearful half-formed and startled face averts its gaze Residing, in deep gutter niches... these are my companion dwellers Wallowing, I sniff a redolent upswell of dank fissured earth Disturbing, I scrape, cleave and wipe away a smear of covering soil Trembling, I sense a warmth of body, a stretching of exotic wings Enquiring, I mutter clumsy overtures and crude enticements Retreating, I hear unmistaken rebuke and a sigh of disappointment Imploring, I elevate my utterances and seek a further hearing Caressing, I feel a welcoming and forgiving response Pulsing, the creature's cocoon gives way to nebulous female form Ascending, at first a cherub woman smiles playfully down on me Transforming, a stimulating and sensuous siren cavorts and teases Uplifting, wings gather me in for a swooping flight of fancy Revealing, from above, her intimate view of dwellers in the hinterland Coaxing, she fills me now with empathy and understanding Alighting, my body-mind lies prone beneath her Tingling, I feel her form and thoughts slowly enter and encompass me Exploring, I arouse and we gently probe between lips and sphincter Delving, I follow our rhythm of kiss, taste, touch and thrust Wandering, I experience our ambiguous male and female desire Playing, I laugh at how we tickle our innocence and sophistication Loving, I know for delirious moments what it is to be another Consumed, lost in coexistence with a like- but more extraordinary- mind