I thought you’d left while I was in the bubble bath;
So I paraded around sporting bitchy tits ‘n ass…
I wrapped myself up in your freshly washed towel;
telling myself I was glad that you were gone now…
Silly me; you actually never had gone anywhere at all;
I found you standing quietly with your mouth opened in awe …
Beads of sweat dot your head; a crown of liquefied guilt;
Swallowed whole – from all you know; desire you’ve never felt…
And when you see my red-ruby pouting start to pucker,
and sense how my insides tense; you sexy mother-fucker…
Lick me clean of my tears – salted by such childish fears;
strike a match against the fuse between the filthy and the pure…
tonight I stroke your hidden side – that displaced face you always hide;
Allow me to perfect your view of how a good girl will abide…
you stood there, your hands wringing with intensity;
shirtless and hungry like a pre-meditative beast,
I was yours bendable expendable – that’s right, wrapped up tight;
And you were yourself – an animal, ever-ready to bite…
the time became a sucking noise from the drain,
you manhandled my body and I hijacked your brain;
I’m glad you never left while I was in the bubble bath;
it’s sad to think about it now after so much time has passed.
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