Oh lover! <br />Am I really that <br /> <br />...fantastique! <br /> <br />As you scream <br />in pleasure <br /> <br />& now <br /> <br />you go <br />to speak <br /> <br />but words <br />can't...come <br /> <br />as I plunge <br />deep <br />deeper <br />into your pleasure <br /> <br />you <br />oh <br />so <br />wild <br /> <br />I never knew you <br />to make love <br /> <br />with such wild <br />abandon <br /> <br />what is it <br />tonight <br />of all nights <br /> <br />that's brough about <br />this...this <br />passion. <br /> <br />I pin <br />you <br />to the bed <br /> <br />you a crucified Christ <br /> <br />as you <br />scream <br />& scream <br /> <br />until like <br />a rising wave <br />with an estatic little shiver <br /> <br />it is <br />all over <br /> <br />and I learn <br />from your grimace <br />of pain <br /> <br />that it was not I <br />bringing about this transformation <br /> <br />but the lost <br />(now found) <br />drawing pin <br /> <br />sticking every now & then <br /> <br />in your bottom.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/am-i-really-that/
