Erotic PoetryLa Petite MortIn the manly world of La Petite Mort,
the Little Death,
There is one Lord; one slave
On victor; one vanquished
One over; one under
One sword; one sheath
The raging battle ends
In an embrace of the Little Death
A demand for surrender; a cry for mercy
A flash of victor’s sword; a surrender of vanquished’s sheath
Thrust and moan; thrust and groan
One Lord; one slave
Thrust and moan; thrust and groan
One victor; one vanquished
Thrust and moan; thrust and groan
One over; one under
Thrust and moan; thrust and groan
The embrace of the Little Death
Thrust of sword; and moan
Thrust, thrust, thrust; and groan
The flood of victory
The sigh of La Petite Mort
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