Why do I melt so,
When I see a farm boy's
Tall, muddy, grunting truck?
Is it the tires?
Is it the mud dappled,
Metal and Fiberglass?
Is it the boots in the back,
The whip antenna bobbing,
The glint of the toolbox,
The grunt of the exhaust?
No.
It's me,
Perched on the console,
My hands on the ceiling,
Maintaining my position
Throughout the jostling ride.
It's me,
Swinging my legs over,
Onto his lap.
My hands on his face,
Drawing him into me....
A Perfect Kiss.
It's me,
Sideways in the driver seat,
My hand gripping the wheel,
The other tugging his hair.
It's him,
With every urgent thrust
Between my thighs,
He caused my knee to
Change the radio station....
Love And Laughter.
It's him,
Lying in the metalic bed,
His legs dangling
Over the open tailgate.
It's me,
Climbing in next to him,
His arm steeling around me,
My hand placed in his.
It was us,
Planning a lifetime....
Hope for The Future.
Why do I melt so,
When I see a farm boy's
Tall, muddy, grunting truck?
It's me....It's him....It was us.
Author notes
I saw a red truck today like one I used to ride around in with an old boyfriend. It was muddy and oooh so arousing! I remembered that I always get turned on when I see trucks that are like the ones the boys all drive back home. I decided to evaluate why I was so drawn to those vehicles. It wasn't the trucks themselves, of course, but the things I have experienced in them! This poem contains only three of the MANY fun things I've experienced in the two particular trucks of my favor. This poem is about two loves I had and their two trucks, but i did not bother to differentiate between the men, because that is inconsequential to the general point.
~Bee
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Comments
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Startlingly fresh and original!
Wonderful write romance in a meadow or in other suitably amorous surroundings be damned, right down there in the mud, the blood and the beer!
I preferred a haystack in a barn or between the rows of berry vines on a hot summer afternoon but to each his/her own, I guess.
Also enjoyed the female pov, not subtle perhaps, but also not crude or demeaning and more than just a sexual encounter.
Very well done!
Amicus...
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Very Good
I know what you mean.
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