Softball

sexy red lips

blue baseball cap turned to the side

baseball jersey open

round meaty tits out

flat little nose with two dark nostrils

a Chinese painted vase on the windowsill

a black leather couch

is

just the right vibe

to get her to ride on top of me

with her high pitched breathy moans

grind her hips in that athletic, dancer’s way

until she closes her eyes

rubs her own gorgeous tits

bucks a few lasts times

and says, “that’s what I needed.”

$.

Sunshine burst out of her as she came, bucking on top of me

poem with strong verb