- Erotic Poetry
- One Last Time
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In the dream
I am riding you
Facing the headboard.
My left hand
Entwined with yours
Stretched out
Above your head.
My right hand
Palms your chest
For balance
And leverage.
Your free hand
Rests on my hip
Guiding me gently.
My open eyes
Are locked on
Yours
As I pump
And roll
And twist.
We aren’t
Fucking
This time
And it’s
So good and
We are
So close
And then
Your eyes
Startle,
Widen,
Shift.
I stop moving and
Follow your gaze
Glancing
Over my shoulder.
Her silhouette
Is still and dark
In my doorway
But her eyes
Find mine
Blink once
And she turns
away from us,
From me.
She saw us
I say.
Yes,
You say,
Through gritted teeth,
Gripping my hips
Thrusting hard
And fast
From below.
We are fucking again
And I know
It will be
The last time.
You finish
With a grunt,
Fingers digging in
Bruising me.
I finish
With a soft gasp
Falling against you,
Fighting back tears.
You move me
Off of you
And leave my bed,
Leave me,
To go to
Her.
I hear my door
Close
Behind your
Hurried footsteps
And I know
We are already
In the past and
I have lost
Her
To you
For good.
- COMMENTS
LadyAmethystalmost 3 years agoAuthorPainful and perfect. Thank you Paul and Mayday. When I see your names in the comments I smile before I even read what you’ve written. 💜
Maydaypilotalmost 3 years agoLady Amethyst, You leave the door ajar because you know I’ll look in. I’m your reader. I can’t help it? You perform exquisitely. I see the drama I expected. Until the last lines when you look at me and truth reveals. Perfect.
