Saturday, October 4, 2014

Dry Ice

We met mouth to mouth
tongues touching
exchanging… Nothing
sliced in two
as a fruit would be
leaving two halves
nothing whole
we mingled our juices
in sexual satisfactions
leaving acid burns
from the dry ice
your penis... cold, eyeless
serpent without feeling
entering and leaving
without memory
I tried wrapping you
in my warmth
you didn't melt
you froze...