Sparkles In A Storm

wanted to feel his eyes on me
all over me crawling, tickling
all over me, raping me
his eyes on me, enough for me
though it is he who feasts
it is what I enjoy
it is I who enjoy
when he nibbles me all over
like hundreds of tiny fishes
feeding upon something
or someone in the sea


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
7:46 p.m. 31/10/07