This just doesn’t make sense [poetry].
I love the irrationality of her silky white panties
strapped around her thigh like a garter belt
Choking off the sights of strangers gasps
And fearsome grunts of displeasure
At envious lust in their own boughs
Hand between thighs
Grasping his hard cock with jealous rage
Come near her prey and prepare to reap the whirlwind
Hair tangled mess
Love tangled nightmares
Sweeping the landscape
Dustbin memories
And I cannot make any sense out of how that should have played out
But she wanted it
So fucking bad
Left no remorse in that soul
My nail dug into her flesh
Her back
Her neck
Hands gripping her shoulders
Collaring her like a leashed animal unwound in a cage of bittersweet torment
Choking the life and the air
Gasping to be brought to the edge where despair disappears
Drool cascading off her lips as she cannot contain the anguish
I was her greatest enemy and her most fearful dream
Daring to take and soar to limits only her masturbatory fantasies would fly
She fucked me on the edge of that mattress with 2 inches of skin showing
And I fell asleep inside of her still wondering
Why her eyes crossed like that when she came.
~Chris
7 July 2008
