Clippings II

for ____________

After the shower,
when I’m on the bed, dripping,
my body lies open for dreaming.

Little snippets of you taking me
against a tree, wrapping one leg
over yours as you pound into me.

No one taught me what it meant
to be a normal woman. There was
never any equilibrium. When I
wanted someone, I didn’t want
flowers and romance. I wanted
to be fucked. Deep and hard.

finally watched fifty shades

my visceral reaction
something in me
deliciously afraid

my ache to be controlled
by you
submit to your every whim

the need to be bound
to the bed or the wall
as you have your way with me

feeling the sweet restraint
of the trembling in your arm muscles
you shackle my arms above my head

lick a simmering trail of sweat
down my burning spine
my body arching to be closer to you

whispering soft obscenities
(oh your voice making me bite my lip)
your throbbing aching cock
pushing hard against my ass
groaning as you ease inside me

fistfuls of my hair in your hands
as you pull my head back
kiss me
tongues dancing in rhythm
to our haunted fucking

after the movie I was crying

because I never could have left you
the power you have over me
scares me, but something within

aches even more deeply
for your darknesses

please
let me fuck the pain away