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The Bitterness
Bitterness: it comes acerbically once he comes,
Not because she wants (it) to come hard;
Nor because she always needs him to lets it happen;
But, because his coming means her world falls
Away impoverished; and, still, she's completely his,
Impaled on the stinging need that comes so easily -
As could he, when she begs and begs (and begs)
For more grinding harshness as he pounds.
He notes an astringency in her tartness that risks
An anti-climax of pitiful, pungency providing
Nothing; if her memories form an acidic
Recollection of the drying out of spilled, sour drops,
She knows caustic commentary can't continue
While impuissant flavours mingle in her mouth;
So she never gags: after all, he owns her and
Each amaroidal sensation in her subjugated gullet.
Not because she wants (it) to come hard;
Nor because she always needs him to lets it happen;
But, because his coming means her world falls
Away impoverished; and, still, she's completely his,
Impaled on the stinging need that comes so easily -
As could he, when she begs and begs (and begs)
For more grinding harshness as he pounds.
He notes an astringency in her tartness that risks
An anti-climax of pitiful, pungency providing
Nothing; if her memories form an acidic
Recollection of the drying out of spilled, sour drops,
She knows caustic commentary can't continue
While impuissant flavours mingle in her mouth;
So she never gags: after all, he owns her and
Each amaroidal sensation in her subjugated gullet.
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