A connection

The clensing fluid of needy persperation had evaporated off his neck only a moment before, and still erupted from his back, soaking the chair of the coach he was slowing. There on the corner, she saw him riding high, smelled his odor of conquest and sensed the power of his loins. Needing to join her fertility with this power, she signaled him with her eyes and lips. He was surprised, and excited. And said to himself nine times as they made love, "I am surprised, and excited."
Together they bore nine children who walked the land spreading time for people to use in private.
And they were content. He brought forth his clay, which he had learned to dig in his youth, and form in his old age, and he created an image of his contented wife. When She first beheld her own image, her fears turned to anger and she took him and rolled him in the mud until he could scarce take breath. The monument of joy absorbed all joy, and all things near it were relieved of their joy and so she left him. And the nine children asked their father why, and he took a great hammer to the likeness of his joyous wife, and rebuilt her to form a hearth and he cooked bread from dawn till dusk until the maggots got him.
amen

Experiencing froth

Before touching, even before asking to touch, or before not asking and touching or touching and no-saying and touching anyway and liking it, you must throb. Throb gently, for thy walls are thin, and thy parents tho supportive need rest. The extending proboscis sips thirstily, negotiating around the stamen expertly. Hovering meekly, paid to stand and watch and say "please don't." Trapped by light, held by warm supporters who die at thy word and live at thy pelvic contractions.
"It is you" they say, gathering, and if thy deny they shake their heads, and wet their hands in preparation. Few times has thine wealth swelled so.
Upon thy open gilded threshold, lay thine laundered silk, speak in tones of saliva and memorize the order of her hairs. Recall the great unfolding within thy virgin womb. All thine gasps for air thy naked legs like in thy favorite movie jaws, to reach the beach is heaven, but to be swallowed whole or even in parts is nirvana.
Who sends for thee? who's tensions dost thou dip thine dinner in? Hold back, restrain thyself, let the temperature take control. Say each time thou apply hand sanitizer: It that slithers must remind my tongue of its truest course, that which I cannot see be niether thorn in my thighs nor palatial quenching of my unprotected neck.
amen