Turbulent Love
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Huffing on back,
Week after week,
To recapture what he once had.
Race round in fear,
Thousand yard stares,
Slice and dice up my bloodshot eyes.
Wants no longer,
To tug his clutch,
Prepare for aircrafts to descend.
Clutch spurts and squirts,
Long for her squirm,
Ends that came prematurely.
She begged to redirect his point of view.
Aware of all these things she'd say but not do.
Reupholstering his organs with glue.
Dearest sensations spiral me on back to you.
Sit up, stand straight.
Female menstruations coming nine months late,
leave me bumbling and fumbling round to realign fragments in place.
Urges swell,
Hell's circulate,
Painting backs red with leather straps.
Knee deep in shit,
Fills up his shoes,
Hours now free to masturbate.
Hopelessly frail,
Set up to end,
Ejaculate up through the skies.
Lean on cold shoulders,
Down frost bites,
Love bites your ass out on its way.
She begged to redirect his point of view.
Aware of all these things she'd say but not do.
Reupholstering his organs with glue.
Dearest sensations spiral me on back to you.
Sit up, stand straight.
Female menstruations coming nine months late,
colors scrawled upon his fractured heart that realign unwanted fate.