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Talking Dirty
So-o-o-o,
you want to
fuck my mind
steal my thoughts
then hold me down
on your lusty bed of reason
and thrust your opinions
hard into my face.
In the morning
you'll ask:
How was it for you?
Did the earth move...
more than once?
And I'll say:
Baby,
you were better than a book.
You were my blue sky
after a storm,
my dictionary
full of big brown eyes
crammed with rich green phrases,
sentences sprouting like peas
doubled up to pop
from a perfect pod
in the right place
at the right time
with a shiny new cherry on top.
But then I always
did like
you talking dirty
after dinner.
Published 5th Aug 2010
| Edited 9th Jul 2012
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5th Aug 2010 9:39pm
Such creativity with your parrallels! At first it felt like it was going to be dark, then, "and thrust your opinions into my face". I smiled all through the rest of it. Very enjoyable read, thank you.
9th Aug 2010 10:46am
piece, really enjoyed the imagery you created, it's just so great! :)
"my dictionary
full of big brown eyes
crammed with rich green phrases
sentences sprouting like peas"
Just so extraordinary :D
"my dictionary
full of big brown eyes
crammed with rich green phrases
sentences sprouting like peas"
Just so extraordinary :D
22nd Apr 2011 9:01pm
27th Mar 2017 10:06pm
Colorful metaphor...Good usage of
Parallel meanings.
I like the quick change in tempo and the fade back to a personal interchange. Lots of surprises in a
Compact piece.
Parallel meanings.
I like the quick change in tempo and the fade back to a personal interchange. Lots of surprises in a
Compact piece.
