Another dinosaur sex poem
I read this one yesterday. I think it went over okay.
All my dinosaur poems (I have seven completed now and am editing a few more) were inspired by the definition of dinosaur, as it is both the animal that once roamed the earth, and refers to 'outdated modes of thinking, inability to adapt to change, unwieldy in size and primitive'. (Forgot to mention this yesterday). This is the only poem in the set, so far, that was inspired by real events. I once told a lover that I loved the feel of his soft cock in my hand. He freaked out and called me weird. Next morning I got dumped.
This incident still gets my panties in a knot.
HADROSAURUS
Historically of great importance, the first of the duck-billed dinosaurs found. Its name might seem unimaginative, but when it was found it was one of the biggest dinosaurs known (Douglas Palmer, Dinosaurs).
Lover,
you pulled away,
when I called you
soft.
You prefer
hard (who doesn’t?)
you prefer
tool, bone, drill,
hammer.
Sure.
But you weren’t hard,
then.
You were tender
flesh resting in my hand
flexible
to possibilities, unbound
by words.