My spine coils and curves under the clamp of your hard hands Thighs slick with oil shudder under your weight Our heat fills the air sharp, metallic Your tongue like molten lead in my mouth Mounting, we are piston-pushing, your steel rod piercing the hollow within We meld into one hot furious pounding Sparks igniting my skin Quicksilver flash-- a burst of wet steam Emissions of rusty moans scraping together, grinding, slowly unwinding, this flesh machine.