Cicadas’ Song

erotic poem

Photo by Tania Lyahnovich on Unsplash

I swallow

Otherwise hold my breath
Cicadas mock me, their chatter cracking
the stillness of the moon
Fireflies spark

Lunar energy pulses in me
Head swimming with sparkling wine
Legs parted in a floral dress. Inviting
Sandals kicked off, under the table

Cicadas insist, cueing
moonlight bathes us
in temptation. Otherwise dark.
Protected

I know you are nervous.
I place your hand between my knees and
kiss you. Long
Then, lay back and open

Rock my hips, eyes closed
Your hand searches my thigh. Squeezing
Appreciating. A little too eager
it arrives, dives in, but hears

a request, a whisper…
Take them off
And I raise my hips, so your
now-wet fingers wrap around

the strings, your other hand at my back
Supporting
As you draw them slowly down and off
Night air enters

The freedom is everything to me
I hungrily take you to
my deepest place and
release
in song with the cicadas