I Am Burning Inside Poem by Louise Tredoux

I am obsessed - by sex!
A daughter of the parish, not yet married,
and all I can think about is touching, feeling,
softness, sweetness, taste, movement,
togetherness, pressure, burning, desire,
passion, need, want, kissing, sucking,
tongues

I’m on my way to a Bible study class –
this is not on, I cannot concentrate, I shall
make drawings of flirting girls and private
parts, oh, last night was beyond wonderful,
your tongue in my mouth- now that’s an
attack I enjoyed, I licked you of course,
in counterattack

Licked you from top to bottom, you tasted
of sea-weed, and sea-things, and I licked
you clean, you were my sea-food dish, and
you feasted on me too, it was a soft advance,
you started with a phalanx, your hands became
soldiers who moved everywhere, your tongue
went there

You caressed, I never knew one could, I was
salty too, you said, I grew, like you, we moved,
I suddenly grew wild in the attack, I wanted more
and wilder and faster and harder and deeper
and I’m obsessed with breasts, and private
parts, and I’m on my way to Bible study class,
and I am burning inside