by Tory Lynn
(12/24/08)
Fuck me.
Don't make love to me
I don't want it passionate and tender.
I don't want your arms wrapped softly
Around me cradling my body.
I don't need your coddling or your gentility.
Fuck me.
I want it hard and pounding
The beat of my heart escalating
As your draw out and thrust back
And my breasts bang again
On the cold marble of the bathroom sink.
Fuck me.
Take me and make me yours
Prove to me that you own my body
Make me kneel and worship
The God that is your sex.
Make me come...just by saying a word.
Fuck me.
Pound my soul with your thickness
Because once I am wrapped deep around you
I know where I belong.
And that is all I need.
The Poet's Companion - by Kim Addonizio and Dorianne Laux