Seduction is often difficult to distinguish from rape. In seduction, the rapist often bothers to buy a bottle of wine.
These legs,
These thighs
Ever ready
Wanting
Supple
Accommodating
Open
This Path,
Receptive
Wide, not narrow
Leads to the Pleasure Valley
Salvation!
How?
Enter and be saved
These arms,
Indecisive
Suppliant
Aid this cause, always.
Fight this menace, never.
They would rather hold tight
Dig in and be firm
These blows,
Their force
This sheer strength
Not understanding it
Welcoming it
Oh!
Pleasurable pain
Blissful battery
Soothing strangulation
These clothes,
Like poles
Repel
Shed them Off!
Mould this flesh
With the pounding
Spill its blood
With the striking
Tear them off!
Rip them off!
Let that sound echo
In this empty soul
This one thing,
Once lost, forever lost.
This Purity and this Innocence
Take it!
Now!
Rhythm and speed
Brutality and force
In and out
Deeper and faster
Oh!
What is this?
Luxury – Bliss in Utopia
Washing waves
Eureka!
At long last
Footsteps fall,
Flee in the other direction
Raised voices
Indignant and angry
Fists curling in outrage
‘He must pay!’
Blood on the supple thighs
Like the sacrifice on the altar
This voice,
A hoarse whisper
Never resounding
Uncertain, unsure
This memory,
To be cherished
They don’t understand
Just this once, heaven on earth.
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Nice job dear. Very explicit yeah,which is cool. Nice diction,it evoked the required set of images. Would have sworn u didn’t write it. Very nice. (Y)
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thanks for stoppin by. Lool. I really wrote it
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Nice. The poem has the quality of being vivid, almost to a fault. Good job!
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Thank you. Well, I was kinda hoping for that effect. Thanks for stopping by.
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Nice. Very vivid. The poet killed it.
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this is so graphic and beautiful. And it makes sense on many levels.
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Thanks Imade… I am glad you enjoyed it
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