Not  IK, but M rated

And I Scream



Your fingers
graze my thigh,
liquid lightning
passing
through my flesh,
electricity.

Touch me, lover,
you play me
like a master musician,
my body
the keyboard your skillful fingers
dance across,
the drum skin
that echos
under your demanding beat..

I melt
under the assault,
unable to speak,
unable to think,
unable to watch,
only able to feel,
driven
higher and higher
until at last
beyond my ability to withstand,
all shatters
in that blissful crescendo
and I scream.