A normal Thursday day between her legs

I went down into the kitchen
To find her by the oven,
Her legs going down
As she inclined,
Legs made by Lucifer
That only fixed her.
I came in and grabbed her behind
She told to look at her pants
“I’m no wearing no panties”
“That’s the best kind of panties”
I took her from behind,
Lean her over the fridge
Sort type of things
Felt from it.
A spoon hit me
And stared at me.
I kept kissing her neck
As she grabbed my cock’s head
She was hard
Never delicate with those hands
But I liked it rough
And she was a wolf.
We kept the movement
With the front door open,
I could hear her screaming
Biting my arms into bleeding
Two beautiful bodies
Fighting death
And nobody
Could stop until I came.
The world looks beautiful
Inside the eyes of a young girl
Entering an extasis world
In a way so purposeful.
I never knew what was in the oven
But we ate chips over an existential argument
And we never found her underwear.

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Cage deep inside

I should call her
Tell her to come home
That we were wrong,
That nothing can work.
We shall lay here on this bed
Listening to each other pray
For music to be the meaning
Of every one in this world living
And love may be the cure
For absent childhoods.
Let’s just lay there
Watching it fade
As our voices shake.
I should miss her
But I don’t
I’m far gone
But her spine
Calls my heart.
And every word I ever say
It’s for your mind to forget
The bad you carry on your back
The bad you carry because of I.
Do not worry, I won’t be bothering
The peace you meant to be finding
I just need some glasses of art
So I can finally let you behind;
In a cage deep in my heart
Where you’ll live
Comfortably
Until the end of my time.

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