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Click hereGive me
gentle fingers rubbing my neck;
tender butterfly kisses on my breasts;
ethereal strokes through my hair
and I will hate you right now
Give me
hot burning hickies;
sore tits with bite marks;
clumps of pulled hair on the pillow
and I will love you forever
Give me
a reason to believe
that I am not your pampered show dog,
but your mongel bitch in heat,
who you keep well chained.
Give me
passion that I can trust;
desire I can rely upon;
lust that I know will remain
and will let me keep you
Give me
this. So that when
I am fat ugly
and smelling of puke,
I will know that you still want me
I read your comment and Lebroz's on the forum. Now, I know this is about pregnancy. Before I found out, I was really taken by surprise when I read the last stanza. I think it could possibly help to make some mention, give a hint, something, so the reader isn't left totally in the dark when they get to those last few lines. :)
This poem has been selected for listing in Wednesday's New Poems Review.<br>
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