By Kitsune Hime

fragile and avian
his naked body lies

on ceramic tiles
the colour
of nubile flesh
yields to his

the wonder
of what a woman
would feel like
for his first time

gloss of glaze
folds of grout
trembling skin
to touch

to touch
with chilled
silicon valley hands

he calculates
how to please her
and please her
while he pleases himself