Every pore of me opens, like spring happening to flowers, in the anticipation of your skin meeting mine.
I am wet and parched. I am hard and the softest ever. I am all blood, bone, and muscle, and flesh, and flesh. Sink into me. Straddle my hips. Push your sex into my sex the way triangles tessellate. Feed me your mouth, dripping with salty honey. Bring your nipples to my teeth so I can coax your breast to feed me.
Open yourself. I have universes inside waiting to know your love.