Daily Grind

Daily Grind
By Bethany Davis

Skin on skin,
Lips on lips,
Fluids are mixing and one.

Mound on mound,
Nether on Nether,
A joy no other has found.

Sweat and pulses,
Breathing and moving,
All raising and growing some more.

The joy and the pleasure,
Esctatic and true,
Bringing new meaning to the "daily grind".

Sweet White Wine

Sweet White Wine
By Bethany Davis

sweet white wine
spilled from
the bottle
containing it
sparkling
glistening
in the lamp light
where it sits pooled
around the opening
of that lovely bottle
i gaze upon
smiling
i lean down
open my lips
and lick away that wine
that natural wine
so sweet
so salty
from the flesh bottle
from which it came