La Fee
He Craves
A smothering embrace
And every thought my whip can erase
He Hungers
To lose control
To come apart as a whole
He Yearns
For that evil intent
Until every drop of him is spent
He Cries
For sweet release
And to be my final masterpiece
Back arched, knees bent
Forgotten is the rent
Head down, hands barred
His tender flesh forever marred
Stiff neck, aching side
How he loves
Every pleasure he’s denied
La Fée
© Odyne La Fée 2018
I am not that. She says.
Yet she stands here like stone
all alone
bore deep into bone.
She swims while you drown.
You just can’t keep a woman like her down.
Cuz like the dark river she’ll rise
and with a shiver and some pleasing lies
she’ll break upon your land
your levies just can’t stand.
Already you’re falling apart,
excavating that cadaver’s heart.
Yet she stands there like stone
while you’re all alone,
bitterly unknown.
Tell me, have you got yourself some sand?
Cuz honey, life was made to command.
And no matter the division, nor revision,
an eternity alone will surely turn you
into a monument of stone,
when she’s in you…
to the bone.
La Fée
02/22/2015
© Odyne La Fée 2018
