This began with a single image, and became something else. I don’t know whether there’s any meter-game name for it, but each ‘stanza’ is like a steroidal senryu at 7-10-7 syllables. -M
Curl
Curl up, knees to chin, head bowed
Hands clasped around in front, a nice tight ball
Hold still while I bind you snug
Rolled over, across the bed
Like a warm, pliant marble in my palm
Placed just so as I want you
On your knees, the supplicant
Tracing the topography of your spine
I arch over and spike in
Familiar sounds, skin, scent
Turn unreal, as you’ve become something else
Something I’ve made you into
On your back, as a coiled spring
Feet on my stomach, unable to push
I unwind myself in you
Turning you this way and that,
Spread arousal, sweat, cum across the sheets
Pierce in your sphere as I please
Settling on your side, panting
Slick-sheened, buried, nearly sated, curled around
Trapped twitching descent to sleep
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Very powerful stuff, Monocle.
‘Turn unreal, as you’ve become something else
Something I’ve made you into’ …. My favorite lines! ;-)
Bravo, bravo!
i must agree, Mon, that was lovely, lovely word imagery. I agree with Vineyardroad about favorite line, that an ” a warm, pliant marble”
erotic as hell, too.
nilla
all squirmy in my seat.
Thanks.
i needed that!