Skins in contact,
sweat pouring from your hair.
You pump it harder this time,
demonic is your glare.

Arrest me,
undress me,
caress me,
only then you'll set me free.

Give me what I plead,
anything that would cause me to bleed.
At the back or in front,
I don't want no pet peeve.

Let go, you'll say
then come running right back.
"Be mine."
but I'm afraid
I'd rather not to give in this time.

And tonight, she did it again
be irresistible as a dog
she went loving and pleading
asking for things that would make her
then go lonely, crazy angry
monstrous even
for something I’ve known
so she went howling and screaming
my pleading dog,
calling me names to tear me off
with full intent
my mad monstrous dog
heartless, in tears

But all I’ve been doing is be with  her
when she’s alone,
when she thinks she is, and
even when she’s not.
And I’ll be here
’til she finds happiness — with another.