My New Woman
Fun for Marriage
We were in those universal battles of fingertips and of massages
and of hips and of erotic urgency, which she etched
reddish my mind to pound upward to heaven,
tearing my heart in pieces from bone to meaty load
and from the top of my head felt ready to spin off
into a lake of Star War & Superwoman!
I am not a fool, you know,
I bore down on her like a fish thrusting my body and ramming
my bone into her soul of the ocean and I stood there shaking
where a gaze of pleading desperation in her eyes has told me I am so special;
pushing up from the bed the tigress, I balanced
in a squatting the monstrous in position, but when I was ready to plow
into her dream this physical attraction
that we had for each other, as this damned morning alarm
called up the morning after, and I vanished myself
into a hilary face from my new pregnant lady!
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