I'm thirsty here this dawn,
thirsty for heat;
though covered all upon
by piling sheets
for evening sweetness gone
in unseen fleet;
so rather I foregone
my sleepless seat;
unclear, I stood and walked
with mind at shake,
as heat pulled my to rock
my whirls away,
so nothing holds me blocked;
from blissful take
and entered I to lock
my sweet escape;
smoothly I slid my touch
along my skin,
and sparked a tense of such
tickle of spin;
enough to bless me much
of sweetly sin;
tightly, I pressed and clutched
to pump begin;
spread first my strengthened trunks
and slowly grind,
but rushing were my pumps,
became I blind,
pursued this lustful lump
to free this crime;
until I've gone so drunk;
release the slime.
