Thank U ( off da Top poem-play)

caught by surprise, just an instant, a blink
pressed against the wall, unable to move
to think -
merely a wish, casted unseen
as She awaits Her dish ,
teased - and still, i smile
through leather strokes, flesh - mutually pleased
sudden pain collapsing pride´s invain game
causing salty drops of passion upon
all lips - and strong, i remain
catching Her eye, molesting mine with Lipstick whispers
teeth deep in my skin, bruised for rebirth, ready
to allow Her in - where there is room for two
or three, four and so much more pleasure, giving up
control of body/ soul, trembling, fearfully shaking
no more contemplating - yes, i am Hers
undeniably,
and
there is no universe to chant
(2)
in dis-agree-men(d)t

thank You !

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