My Current Favorite
I love it when you fall asleep for just a few minutes, maybe ten
with me still inside you, slightly underneath, hip over hip
This time your arms and hands curled up adorably underneath your chin, head turned, slightly
Sometimes they just slowly slide down to your sides, legs, thighs
I'm still very much erect
I seriously wasn't sure everything still worked properly
Your vagina is pulsating with your heart rate, slower bit by bit now, matching your breathing, snare and hat
Every time I think that this, this time, is you at your most beautiful. Every time
Closing my eyes forra moment my visual return is rewarded even further:
You're awake, and smiling
Broader still, closing the distance between our faces, our lips and tongues twist, tangle
You've reached down and retreated temporarily, enough to free my penis and replace your warmth with the warmth of your hand
Your other hand is now around the back of my neck/head
sliding farther down on your back, thighs/legs farther apart/then closer/ah! there right there
Your hand is no longer on the back of my head but palm out against my lower abdomen
your lips whisper something against mine, but I'm not sure iffits words - what are words?
Your other hand is underneath and behind me, pulling slightly, matching well the push (slightly) of the other
What did she say?
I think you are moving more than I am, but think-
Oh.
Wow.
That.
Ah
Your mouth opens breathlessly against mine, upper lip brushing my nose
My arms tighten around your torso you've moved your hand back forward, around my base
My lips go to your vampire neck
Haven't bitten you yet
This is-
Halfway in
About this poem
Originally published on DeviantArt. Written for my missing fiancé, Patty Ann Roberts, who was last seen in Lake Orion, Michigan in the company of the white supremacist narcissistic abuser she was trying to escape.
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Written on July 05, 2022
Submitted by TheProphetObblonge on April 14, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
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Words | 322 |
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