beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Palms

palms against

The wall

Hold still

You did remember

The instructions

Wear nothing that 

You don’t object

To being torn off

Because here

In my house

You’re

A subject to my

Will

Leave the world outside

All the twisting vagaries

Obligations 

Gone. 

I want to open

Inspect

Explore

Put my warm, knowing tongue

Places you’d blush

To recollect

I want to test you

Guide you over

Doubt’s precipice

Fall without

Care for where you land

You know

And you test that

Coiling around the

Sting of my hand

And keep up the fight

Because I can see

Past

Into your beauty

Open your thighs

I will clutch your clothes

To rags

Fuck you into pieces

Because an animal

Lust runs through me

And all the little deaths

I offer are yours

If you’ve the will

To surrender

And claim them

Child like with

Need

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