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Riding
I grabbed her
outside the old stables
a quick toke from behind
legs raised
on a broken chair
peeling paint abandoned
to the bleach of the sun
Ants
swarmed on the ground
collecting remnants of straw
too busy with summer
to notice
She squealed
as I yanked her pants down
hiked up her yellow tee
with its jackpot cherry
fruit machine
peeping and paying out
as the buds of her nipples
swung free
She begged me:
Don't stop,
showed the whites of her eyes
smiling someone might come
so I slapped at her cheeks
and thrust harder
But no-one appeared
to leer or to frown
only the ghost of some stallion
mounting his mare
in the glare of the past
returning
to ride out the moment
outside the old stables
a quick toke from behind
legs raised
on a broken chair
peeling paint abandoned
to the bleach of the sun
Ants
swarmed on the ground
collecting remnants of straw
too busy with summer
to notice
She squealed
as I yanked her pants down
hiked up her yellow tee
with its jackpot cherry
fruit machine
peeping and paying out
as the buds of her nipples
swung free
She begged me:
Don't stop,
showed the whites of her eyes
smiling someone might come
so I slapped at her cheeks
and thrust harder
But no-one appeared
to leer or to frown
only the ghost of some stallion
mounting his mare
in the glare of the past
returning
to ride out the moment
Published 6th Jan 2011
| Edited 13th Jul 2012
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6th Jan 2011 11:03am
Abra Cadabra! descriptive enough to give the whole picture, playfulness and emotion in the moment, and an extra flight of fantasy. the ants were good to have, and the 4th stanza made me laugh a little because it's so real life. i promise i won't comment on EVerything, but had to say i love this one. [:
13th Jul 2012 8:16am
Just trawling through my back catalogue, noticed I never acknowledged your comment, Jax.
So I'll say a belated thankyou now.
So I'll say a belated thankyou now.
