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Those Unexpected Rays
The slanting rays of unexpected sun
Light up the room and light up all the tears;
These streak her face because I streaked the sum
Of all her parts for once her end appears
I have no choice – conditioned in my realm
To thrash her rear, once she’s bent; I observe
Convention, while the cedars and each elm
Stand proud outside as I stand proud – the curve
Of her bared flank does this to me each time –
Inside; I have her spread her legs, and melt
The warmest autumn fruit; it is no crime
To take advantage or caress each welt,
As I subsume her need and give her praise
And fuck her in those unexpected rays.
Light up the room and light up all the tears;
These streak her face because I streaked the sum
Of all her parts for once her end appears
I have no choice – conditioned in my realm
To thrash her rear, once she’s bent; I observe
Convention, while the cedars and each elm
Stand proud outside as I stand proud – the curve
Of her bared flank does this to me each time –
Inside; I have her spread her legs, and melt
The warmest autumn fruit; it is no crime
To take advantage or caress each welt,
As I subsume her need and give her praise
And fuck her in those unexpected rays.
Published 7th Nov 2015
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