The Female Orgasm

A knot,
a kernel of excitement spreads
outward.
Sensations spiralling
From the centre.
A growing of intensity.

One finger caresses the centre
That rises to kiss the tip.
Twin sister also hardens
Unbidden.

Blossoming as if in slow-mo,
sending showers of sparks,
Streams of spores,
Flooding every fibre.
Involuntary
Muscles twang, back arcs,
Neck chorded.

It is I, I am me......
Now
The tide turns
All sensations focus
On what's inside
What's held there
Squeezed in uncontrollable pulses.
Behind closed lids
Fireworks.