川柳 · 354
Why do men always look at women’s asses? she asks.
Not just her ass, I say.
Then what?
Her hips.
What do you see in a woman’s hips and ass?
How I would split her cunt with my fingers and wedge a thumb up her ass to make her arch and squirm as if she were in heat. How I would spank her ass. How well I could grip her hips. How I would pierce the dark heart of her thighs, hips and ass if she were to bend over. How a woman’s hips are so different from a man’s—round, curvaceous, and fecund. How a woman may seduce a man only with her hips. How a woman may fiercely and possessively carry a man’s orgasm in her hips. How when she wears a skirt, a man years for her hips; and when she wears pants, a man yearns for her ass. How fucking a woman from behind is to fuck her hips and ass, to revel in her hips and ass and celebrate her hips and ass with an orgasm.
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the more
····I praise her—the deeper she wants
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Redbud | February 17 2017
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Your vignette yet again enhances your poem. ..and the poem finishes the painting.
Nilla
Thanks Nilla. :) That’s exactly what I try to do: not too much anticipate the senryu. Now I kind of wish I’d written them all this way, but I may go back and fill out some of the others.