Green Fields Poem by Teresa Reuter

you could be quite the bull
strong, powerful and well built in stature
ready to find a heifer in heat
the scent flowing up your nostrils
lips curling back with desire
ready to mount

chase me around the wide, green field
put your nose where my scent invites you
savor the taste that drives your libido
drink all you wish
fluids never ending
make me boil and want what you are offering

slide your pride into me
long, hard strokes from entry to deep inside
the power emanating from your haunches
not fast, slowly, each time driving firm
making me take you further and further
within the recesses of the warmth you desire

the heat overpowering
muscles tighten around you
squeezing the fluids from you
creating a nectar for the gods
your strength spent
back to grazing the wide, green field

April 2008