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Click hereREALITY FROM FANTASY
How often i try to seperate
reality from fantasy.
Or better yet
try to make them the same.
In my fantasy i submit to another
a beating becomes eroticism
i shake ,swelling with excitement.
Love written with pain.
Reality comes crashing down,
A beating, real, on solid ground.
A fist in my groin
hard in my face.
My head rocks the pavement
destroying my haste.
Revenge dissolves
in a sea of regret.
No orgasm there mate,
only pain, self disdain.
A whimper sometimes
does it sound like before?
An erotic pause, a breathless sigh,
Fuck that,
You may die.
Who are you
to make
like their one and the same?
Put yourself in my shoes
see whats the same.
Does life mimic art,
If only that were possible.
Art lasts forever
but life is only today.
j.b
(for Stella.)
...and forgot to leave you a comment on it, lovie. Love this one, it's evocative, poignant, visceral in it's laying donw of reality. *hugs*
and your hard work shows, in the effortless way the poem flows.
I am proud of you, Joey- you must be proud of yourself!
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Reality comes crashing down,
A beating, real, on solid ground.
Beautiful...
Life or fantasy, is this from your background, sounds lke it could be?
A very intense experience, thanks for sharing!