35.5 seconds
My hands trace the lines, bone between bone
With supple skin in between. A serene routine
With naught but love unseen.
But heard. A whisper, a heavy sheath lay beneath
The screaming molecules, wrestling to be free.
Have I not a heart, so solid in its gloss-
It’s glass shines underneath the cement.
My chest rising- agreeing to consent
Content in it’s will to mount and descent,
The intent to invert my humble intentions within.
Shy, simple, soft spoken-
An easy girl. One to be broken.
But meek in words, timid in works-
(A tiny reaction. Slight gasp.
Have not you a piece of sheet
Left to grasp?)
Inspiration- the electrified space that
Takes up the inches of air between
My hip bone. Your cheek bone.
To take such winds alone, the unknown
Stretching between posts, too-clean bedclothes.
The cologne alone sending wired response, a moan
Intoned with response.
With supple skin in between. A serene routine
With naught but love unseen.
But heard. A whisper, a heavy sheath lay beneath
The screaming molecules, wrestling to be free.
Have I not a heart, so solid in its gloss-
It’s glass shines underneath the cement.
My chest rising- agreeing to consent
Content in it’s will to mount and descent,
The intent to invert my humble intentions within.
Shy, simple, soft spoken-
An easy girl. One to be broken.
But meek in words, timid in works-
(A tiny reaction. Slight gasp.
Have not you a piece of sheet
Left to grasp?)
Inspiration- the electrified space that
Takes up the inches of air between
My hip bone. Your cheek bone.
To take such winds alone, the unknown
Stretching between posts, too-clean bedclothes.
The cologne alone sending wired response, a moan
Intoned with response.