Drip

Does it pop severely? Does it overflow?

Swelling with every stroke, ready for after glow.

The tip of her waterfall is now at its peek

And he listens to her as she squeals and sweaks.

As her grips get rougher, so does his moans

His breathing getting slower, and slowly turning to groans.

And then suddenly, with a swiftness, it had all been done

Starting with a march, the soldiers began to run

Spouting like champaign on a hot summer night

It dripped like honey and the war was won.