he came one thousand times this way- <br />humming raw moans, <br />he'd beg and spank the muse <br />massaging the orgasmic spine- <br />pulling sinew from the bone <br /> <br />kneeling to worship her whore <br />upon her lips <br />he kissed and eased his devil into bliss- <br /> <br />he came one thousand times this way- <br />tweaking the melodious clit <br />until it tensed and spat, <br />he spread creativity <br />cross his palm to the masonic wound <br />he had inflicted upon himself <br />for her survival and sanctification, <br />to ease her death <br />from addiction into redemption- <br />then he spoke <br />a lovers psalm <br />in flicks of his tongue <br />round and neat <br />over the erected tear above her beat <br /> <br />the procreant of love <br />that suffers and seeps, <br />needs to be abused and set free <br />from the modest conditions of conformity <br /> <br />he came one thousand times this way- <br />thrusting the blunt of his pen in her sacred well, <br />soaking the feathers in her temple of prayer <br /> <br />she screams and sighs from an innersex, <br />lava and smoke in his throat, <br />he coughs and smiles- <br />tucks the poem beneath her pillow, <br />turns from his holy expense <br />to a world of godless dream<br /><br />Amberlee Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-came-one-thousand-times-this-way-rated-r/
