- Erotic Poetry
- Arrested
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Click hereWhat purpose would it serve to fuck you once again?
What moment would we recreate, my tongue in your mouth?
Among the trash cans of a sidestreet,
In the darkness between streetlamps
Could we grasp the evidence of passion past and spent
My palms on your tits, your hands clawing at my waistband
Folding the sweet scent of memory
In the cotton of your rucked up skirt?
Would it roll back the years to press you down in doorways
Seal some spark of truth with my cock sheathed in your mouth?
Would we find a new acceptance
If I held you and you swallowed?
- COMMENTS
ArjayEiffover 11 years agoAuthorDesejo
Your two cents are worth more.
I added the trashcans to try and reflect a sordid affair, a tawdry backstreet fuck that only proved the relationship was long over. The language was also deliberate, to try and compound the disdain you already picked up on.
Perhaps it needs some time in the editing oven.
Desejoover 11 years agoI've had my Tazz vaccine. Once exposed you ought to be developing antibodies.
To the poem: I think the theme is good. I like the first line, because it starts out strong and conveys anger/disdain that follows. The last two lines are also interesting. The parts in between I like less. The trash cans in the alley and rough language make it seem like the woman is a hooker, and I don't think that is the intent. I could be wrong, I often am. Just my 2 cents.
