muscles bulge
on your back. you roll
and crash
into my groin.
your knife cuts deep.
you sigh.
life is a somersault. this moment
you are domesticated
and I am wild.
A smile inches,
victorious,
for you have conquered
the invincible.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 12:15 PM UTC
muscles bulge
on your back. you roll
and crash
into my groin.
your knife cuts deep.
you sigh.
life is a somersault. this moment
you are domesticated
and I am wild.
A smile inches,
victorious,
for you have conquered
the invincible.
Request permission to use this poem