Orgasmic Storm
My wide mouth opens drinking in
the sweet cascading drops,
electrifying sensation i shall
stay until it stops.
I'm like the teen that i once was,
only adult with tongue in air,
catching all the crystal drops
most going in my hair.
Does my boldness offend you?
i see it in your stare,
soaked to the core,
shirt clinging to my skin-
The pleasing scent of petrichor
and down to earth i gently come.
Copyright © Jeanette Corbett | Year Posted 2021
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