15 February 2011

A glimpse into the bedroom -Poem

I begin to undress you with my eyes, then my hands

Taking my time to make you wonder what I’m gonna do next

I smother your skin in kisses working my way down

Your eyes are shut and you start to moan

You tell me you have never had an erection so deep

So my lips touch you above and below.

As you are close I languidly slip you out and slide down onto

You so our hips grind together. My hands on the headboard,

Your hands on my waist, eyes rolling into the back of your head,

I slowly get faster going from mellow to rapturous banging

We roll gracefully so I am on my back

I wrap myself around you, legs around your neck

Hands gripping the sheet, back arched in pleasure

My screams of euphoria encourage you until

We come together as one, my legs transfer to your waist,

My arms around your shoulders, hearts beating in unison

You murmur in to my hair, ’I love you’

I respond non committedly and unravel myself from you

And smoke a cigarette thinking ‘you don’t know what love is’

I put on my underwear and your T shirt and we lie watching a film

My head on your chest and I fall asleep knowing you don’t really love me

You just love fucking me. That doesn’t bother me because I feel the same.

My lust blinds me, fooling me into love. Comforted by the orgasm after glow I fall

Asleep knowing you can’t hear my thoughts. I know everything I say like

A script entitled - The girlfriend. it’s a script I’m fed up with, I cant edit it

So I recite it confused why our lines don’t fit together, like the way our bodies do.

Its ok I now know its because it was 4 months of lust not love.

1 comment:

CMiller said...

I love and hate this post.

I love it because its so real but I hate it because its so sad.

One day I will inspire you to write joyful poetry and about love and sex, and how they come together.

X