BEHIND.

Let me spank
Your bottom
As we dance
Round a totem pole
In forgotten
Roles
To a beat
Whose heat
Is metered
Out
To the sound
Of shouting
And pleasure,
And then let me measure
My lust
Against the dust
That has
Covered
Love’s
Cause,
To the wild applause
Of all
As I follow
Your glowing
Arse
In the dark.