What does one say
after a night of raw passion?
Sleepless and smitten
when moments are spent
in some form of slutty fidelity
to just one idea for so long.
Having slept over/with it -
all over again
demanding a much higher price this time
when one seems unsatiated
still hungry
still craving
for another sliver of that dirty flesh..
What does one say?
It has been nights now
days also at times
playing the same role
the same game
of mutilated ambitions
of desires lived in the mould
of dreams letched and discarded.
Nails that bit deep into the shoulders
tongue that licked the tiniest crevice of the pores
fingers that caressed each possible skin on the bone
still unsated
What does one say?
How long to remain a fidel prostitute?
For how long this faithful allegience?
Will you let me transcend?
Offer or i leave...
You know how to paint with your words. :)
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