Aqua Fina

The term “Wetter than water”
best describes these vagina linings,
slippery sloping downward, inward,
the reward never lasting longer than three minutes,
typical stamina reduced to fleeting disappointments
asking, “already”?
pulsating steadily like engine pistons needing no lubrication,
reducing strong relations to weak fetal position shivering,
spine quivering, toe tingling then him sleeping, slumbering,
Princess Aurora like,
not quite the fountain of youth,
but the reaction to parting, tasting,
tongue kissing these lips is similar to consuming 200 Proof Vodka,
now the honest truth is it melts in his mouth,
melts in his hands,
melts on his chin,
melts him into an indentured servant,
ordered to work,
attempting to plow these fertile fields,
sow those seeds,
race to keep up with this greedy desire to feel his sweat,
swallow his breath,
teach him to pet this pussy cat just right,
if only for more than one night,
until this insatiable feeling leaves to return,
I’ll continue to use these Coke bottle, figure eight curves
to gain advantage until his thirst for this bottled water dissipates,
which will be sometime around never…