She killed me.
The wild things she did
slayed me.
Through and through,
she pierced my heart
with her ****** shenanigans.
But make no mistake,
I prayed to be a cat,
not with nine wives,
nine lives.
Here kitty kitty,
she purred,
I cried meow meow
curling her toes.

Take a little break darling,
you're the one in charge,
calling all the shots.
Make your way
to the back room,
stand against the wall
in between the stock shelves,
and dream about me.
I'm right there with you.
Can you feel my warm breath
on your delicate pretty neck,
imagine my hard form
standing behind you,
loving you
into beautiful submission?
I am in heat for you.
I need another break doll.
Break me.

You always told me
that people have cosmic-movement
deep inside their vessel,
that you could feel their vibration
with just your mind.
And you were right darling.
This person stood right next to me,
pouring packets of raw sugar
into her creamy coffee.
I could touch her smile
as she experienced
jubilation
deep in her inner core
with just my fingertips.

Floating endlessly
on fluid dreams,
we do
contemplate
every loving act.
We make all
the necessary adjustments
for maximum enjoyment,
that pleasurable
existence
reached
near the sunspots of nirvana.
In that fiery state-of-mind,
we perform
magical solutions
for the escape
into those nether regions,
that place you refer to as
the darker side of Venus.
And there,
screaming for more,
the two of us
find deliverance.

I lie
in fields of bamboo
shooting up around me.
My steel is tempered,
so hot for you,
it rises majestically.
My heart sizzles
with the heat
of dragon fire.
You inspire
my every move.
And under a crescent moon,
Heaven sent you to me
to croon over,
to spill my warm milk.

O Sweet Thief,
let's play
our fun game of
cop and robber.
So Miss Crook,
stand up straight there,
face against the wall
and spread 'em
wide.
I'm going to frisk
you deeply,
ever so slowly
for my heart,
the one you stole,
have hidden inside.

Faces covered with mud,
dripping with sweat,
coated in
blood stained
brain splatter.
Unsmiling
with invisible tears,
fear spoken
in their bloodshot eyes,
wide as saucers.