segunda-feira, 12 de novembro de 2018

Conquered

These days
if for just long enough
you look at him,
before you know
you might moan and scream.

Because he watches, he sways
and has no bluff.
Never the same thing twice
made the lord of his chateau
in just the right amount of silk and vice.

At the flesh,
you end up resting
so warm and smooth
with a thankful sigh
at the edge of his tooth.

He's there to thresh
and put to the testing
you both.
To tell you where he's always been
and swear a secret oath.

He's black and also white
smiling and touching your chin -
you just wanna see where's the border,
not always so clean a line
that brings chaos into order.

You feel a bite,
you hear the din
and want more
as it goes high,
you are ready for war.

12/11/2018

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