Content Warning : Do you want to continue?
This poem contains content which some readers may find disturbing.
It is unsuitable for children or anyone who is easily offended.
YES
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
NO
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.
deepundergroundpoetry.com
Real Presence
His real presence glows and strikes her heart:
She feels both afraid and glad to see
That nothing’s really changed; when their apart,
She has to dream; and every fantasy
Is focused on his smile; but his frown
Can be very engaging; when she kneels
And unzips him and cups his balls; then down
She’ll go because she loves the way it feels
To submit to his truths as he exacts
An unremitting menu that will fill
Her days and nights, until the girl is taxed
By his insistence she learns every skill
To please him in his absence, so he knows
His return strikes her heart: and so he glows.
She feels both afraid and glad to see
That nothing’s really changed; when their apart,
She has to dream; and every fantasy
Is focused on his smile; but his frown
Can be very engaging; when she kneels
And unzips him and cups his balls; then down
She’ll go because she loves the way it feels
To submit to his truths as he exacts
An unremitting menu that will fill
Her days and nights, until the girl is taxed
By his insistence she learns every skill
To please him in his absence, so he knows
His return strikes her heart: and so he glows.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 936
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.