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LOST KEYS

Once a wet Disney
world dream did cum
true giving this cold
soul an ice breaking
conversation piece
of certified choice ass.
Now I have become
one or at least
that's what she said
calling me cheeky
while carving me
a twin asshole
just hours before
her trusty spade
dug out rancid
pieces of heart.

But there was a time
when two strangers
met under a blue moon,
buzzed by midnight
lifting her pleated
black chiffon skirt
towards her soft belly,
training my tongue
in tight caressing
by tracing tribal chains
around her pudgy thighs
till she unbuttoned
her red satin blouse,
with double delicious
breasts bridled by a black
lace bra modestly labeled C.

Fingers dipped
in the oasis
within warm loins
and licked before
blessing kisses
peppered from navel
to the rim of cleavage
to a necklace
of freckles around
her throat and as she
gasped my name I went
down on her till my jaw
went numb and the pure
pleasure all over her face
became the money
shot for the ages .

While shy girls read
50 shades of shit
for a memory to
hook into and cum,
we dove into serious
sin fucking like porn
pioneers with no artificial
anything rocking mattresses
like pop stars naked
throughout the big city
and I came snowy rivers
day in and day out,
every day like the first,
his and hers orgasms
punctuating passionate
rendezvous for weeks.

And while lust still
colored emotions
raging within red
I felt a comfort
beyond flesh
till one morning ,
after gently kissing
her nose and whispering ,
"I love you,"
she lay mute in blank
stare before rattling off
a list of items like terms
for surrender and the little
things began to irk
with snide talk pummeling
passion into submission.

Afterwards cruising internet
insights I read cunnilingus
is performed often by men
afraid to lose their women.
After being left with a mouth
reeking of pussy, empty
pockets and a Dear John
letter , I know this is bull
as it's not pussy but shit
you have to eat as Eve hangs
my testicles on the rear
view mirror of her 69 Vette
while I lay in bed with limp
cock in hand grinding
my teeth trying to mangle
memories in my mouth.
Written by Quill-in-Heart (Tony Pena)
Published | Edited 1st Feb 2015
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