hard-wood rocking-horse
between thighs of porcelain white.
sweat drips, rhythmic oscillation
of bones that ferrociously grind.
salty, soft, sweet-wine lips;
heavy, humid, breath of steam.
closed-eyes search for surrender,
and signs of admitted defeat.
hymns of pleasure-ridden-falsettos echo;
eruptive moans reverberate in diaphragms;
trapped in throats, restricted groans
fight their way out of closed mouths.
tearing through flesh
arrows find their targets:
bombarded zones left unguarded
are continually pillaged without regret.
hard-wood rocking-horse
still ****** between thighs
of ruined statues of goddesses
made of porcelain, so white.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 4:26 PM UTC
hard-wood rocking-horse
between thighs of porcelain white.
sweat drips, rhythmic oscillation
of bones that ferrociously grind.
salty, soft, sweet-wine lips;
heavy, humid, breath of steam.
closed-eyes search for surrender,
and signs of admitted defeat.
hymns of pleasure-ridden-falsettos echo;
eruptive moans reverberate in diaphragms;
trapped in throats, restricted groans
fight their way out of closed mouths.
tearing through flesh
arrows find their targets:
bombarded zones left unguarded
are continually pillaged without regret.
hard-wood rocking-horse
still ****** between thighs
of ruined statues of goddesses
made of porcelain, so white.
Originally titled "The Cavalry vs. Venus de Milo" on account of being unable to fight back.
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