Erotic PoetrydirtybadI lie back
and let my finger
tangle in my hair
catching a snarl and
pulling
a bit
I tug harder
remembering the way
he'd yanked
as he called me a bitch
a slutwhore
and spanked me
The tug felt so good
and so dirtybad
like a child who got
mud on his church clothes
after having
the time of his life
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