A Dream, Bite Down

She told me,
“Bite down on my clit,”
so I did,
and her scream carried me off
into a deeper sleep
a deeper dream
and a different place;
where I floated in waters
of complete calm,
as underwater harlots
swam around me
with smiles and laughs
for all of my dirty jokes.

I woke up
with a hard-on
and my mouth as dry
as a draft beer hangover.

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