'Ode to a Candle' by Bleeding Heart

The heat between my legs
driving
me along the road
the warm wetness spreading
through my skirt
driving
into the forest
desire too distracting
wanting
to suck hardness in deep

faster, further
i drive, turning
down a track
impatient for release
i park and
surge through the bush
finding, at last
a nestled leafy
hollow, i throw myself
down
on the ground
feeling
the warm waxy hardness
of my candle
prodding
poking underneath me

i rub myself into it
squirm and pulse
as sweat drips
and the trees whisper

the ants use me as a
mountain
the flies
want to get intimate

i run back to the car
romance gone, my bed
in the back, my skirt
pulled up high
i lay down, my face
breathing into the pillows
the candle in my hand
i tease it
into myself
slowly in so far
then out

warm, self-juiced
slippery candle
sliding
into me
under me

i move and moan
with lust for
my candle
escalating, climbing
drifting


sweet abandon
i subside, for a while
the candle becomes insistent
i let it fuck me

hard
on the threshold
i swim in ecstasy
heaven's taste sweet
and full deep
in my insides
lips
heaving breasts
i hold

then plunge
in
shattering
my love and God
on my lips
i explode

into a
thousand
tiny sparkles
that settle
in the car
all around me.