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round two
that one
night.
the two
of us.
no love,
no
romance.
wolves starving,
tearing as much
meat from the
bone as
possible.
afterwards;
you,
asleep.
me,
kissing your
hair,
the nape of
your neck,
your naked
shoulder.
our bones
scattered
about,
a skeleton
picked bare
by the teeth
of passion.
Published 10th Oct 2021
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10th Oct 2021 8:03pm
10th Oct 2021 10:47pm
Thank you so much, Jackie. It was a perfect night.
biggest hugs,
buddhakitty.
biggest hugs,
buddhakitty.
10th Oct 2021 11:45pm
11th Oct 2021 3:03am
11th Oct 2021 2:45am
"Our bones scattered about" what great imagery! It makes me see it as two people, after a sexual interlude, spent and splayed across the bed.
Your blunt style works for this poem, like a shotgun blast. Nothing fancy, but powerful.
Awesome.
Your blunt style works for this poem, like a shotgun blast. Nothing fancy, but powerful.
Awesome.
11th Oct 2021 3:07am
Dear Styxian
This is the greatest compliment that I have ever received by far. Your recognition of the Spartan, blunt style of this work makes my day/month/year.
Many thanks.
biggest hugs ever,
buddhakitty.
This is the greatest compliment that I have ever received by far. Your recognition of the Spartan, blunt style of this work makes my day/month/year.
Many thanks.
biggest hugs ever,
buddhakitty.
11th Oct 2021 10:08pm
This imagery is amazing…literally the ending of the second round and all its bliss and rough rawness. It’s absolutely beautiful I love it.
11th Oct 2021 11:40pm
Thank you so much for the kind words, Gold_End_Sun. Very deeply appreciated.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
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