I Like You Wet

I like you wet. I like you wet as water, moist as air. I like your wet valley, down pouring mountain drenched flower, overflowing fountain. You are fragrant more if wet, you are sweet more if wet, you are saucy more if wet. I glide into ecstasy easily if you are wet and slimy. I like your kiss wet, touch wet, whisper wet, wilderness wet. Nothing is more soothing to my soul than your happy wet whimper. Nothing is more enchanting to my heart than your wet amorous whisper. O my love, come to me wet, touch me wet, kiss me wet. Come to me dripping like a rain bathed flower, pouring like pregnant cloud, sopping like saturated earth. Let me slide into your infinite sweetness, let me glide into your evergreen garden, let me jump into your wild sweet river. Don't stop me o love, don't stop me- if I glide wrong or slide imprecise. Let me break my bones, tear my heart and then learn this divine art. Let me learn again and again to cherish, to devour, ​everything of yours that is wet.​ © Arun Maji painting: Kathrin Longhurst