THE SEXUAL FANTASIES OF TWO IMAGINARY PEOPLE REVEALED

she was only interested
in certain kinds of abuse
a certain
kind of alpha
a particular scent
the cut
of a man's jib
was something she heard once
but it was
his flash
his glint
in a dim light
swaggering
and whiskey
and blowing smoke
and
it was hard
and goddamn
the way he moved
his desire
thick
pulsing
pressed
hot
against it

careless
like he didn't care

rude(ish?)
and calling her
that name
and pinching
them raw
and then a slap,
(light, really)
across the buttocks

ha!

and it was perfect!

and this idea
had simply manifested
pieced from bits
of life
and wound tight
rooted in the groin
and rising
up through the
medulla,
a thick vine
of neurons
flashing
and sprouted spark
to spark

same as him,

a neighbor
she rarely saw
and didn't know
and wouldn't know

except
it was a quality
of fullness he sought
the weight
the belly
full
her body soft
candy
supine
voluptuous
its decadence holy
its craving
almost
satisfied
but always
wanting
and a gorgeous flick of ash
her fingers
like a ballet
and nails
bright as cherries
against the full
ripe
white of thigh
and goddamn
the shape
the pink and
sway
of it all
and how she
did that
certain
crazy

just what he wanted

shoulder length
and tits
like this
i swear

and panties

and it was perfect!