Haiku After Dark by Isaac King

A Erotic Story In Five Haiku

under the cover

of steam, we meet. greeting in

touch only. learning...

fingers explore me.

reciprocation ordained.

fueling my movements.

gravity pulls me

to my knees as if by force.

I obey of course.

hands on my head guide

me to be fed. my hunger;

gluttonous at best

the mushroom swells to

ripeness. juices flow like rain.

strangers once again.