May 2012
Erato - The ninth and last poem in the Muse Series
tarnishedsoul:
She was liquid sex,
she did not touch…
rather she flowed
over my body in
a furious storm of
sensuality and want…
I could never sate
her, no one could,
for her sex was
an awful darkness…
She would murmur
“fuck me harder “
And when she came,
then came the tears…
I’ll take crazy over stupid any day.
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