Acquiescent, she sits back
on her heels awaiting
deliverance through
the portal of primal lust.
An embryo matured
at the gift of pain,
she is his agent of change.
swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting
He etches angel wings
on the canvas of her flesh;
living art -- his animal
becoming more beautiful
with each lash.
swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting
Omnipotent in the pride
of creation, the honor
entrusted,
he transmogrifies her
by nature’s dark kiss.
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
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