- Erotic Poetry
- Words That Sing
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She loves the way the words sing in her ear:
The breath is warm, when his cheek rests on hers;
They sway together, as he makes it clear,
That she's his and every word refers
To how he'll order kisses in a phalanx,
Her tongue bearing the standard to advance
Until ambushed by thoughts that move his larynx
That instil her with passion, so she wants
Him to strip her clothing, rip her bodice,
Caress her breast and fling away reserve
To consumate and copulate, immodest
Because she now is owned and so will serve;
She's anxious for his terms, like whips, can sting
And yet the cunt adores these words that sing.
- COMMENTS
Iraniaover 14 years agoBecause she now is owned and so will serve;
She's anxious for his terms, like whips, can sting
And yet the cunt adores these words that sing.
I really liked the play in this last sequence. Call it a preference I suppose. I can feel the sting.
