between thrusting thighs
you spewed fruitful emotion
trapped stagnant without air
drifting into melancholy
seeds of thought disintegrating
gasps of internal pleasure
turned outward in long pauses
hissing air escaping loudly
leaving liquid droplets
of love's withdrawal...
A contest entry
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3500 points, ended March 15, 2007, 18 entries
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The first two lines are excellent.. What a great opener!
Strong work, Cup. -
This was so sticky, I couldn't help but enjoy it. lol. Thanks for that. I think I need a cigarette or something now.
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