Red Lined

An inexplicit erotic poem comparing desire to an internal combustion engine.

Redlined


Idling engine, alchemic purr stable
Pillow-propped, I watch you kill the Cable

Choirs of fluttering steel valves breathing
Your giddy cougar smirk, green eyes seething     

In molecular rainbow oil cylinders slide                             
Breath hitches beneath your satin glide

Gear-clunk, every chunky bolt abuzz
It’s our first time, same as it ever was

Fog blanket of rose exhaust roils
Fingers curl, bronze skin boils

Dancing mango-bright needles oscillate
Urgent oral ambassadors reciprocate

Revved, floored – incredulous volcanic surge
Friction-forgotten plunge down to the verge

Risky whine of precision frequency
Entwined pulses reach zero latency

Synched plunge of stocky piston heads
Every nerve sits up and BEGS

Reckless noise topples aural ferocity
Star-bound, we’ve achieved escape velocity.

ExplosiveHalt hydraulic sp ut    te      r
Melting moans; our collapse is utter

Death of heat plus glowing motion
Cuddled down in our cotton ocean.