this poem was inspired by a beautiful woman in my class. a friend and i used to jokingly say that we'd love to fuck her but we'd be afraid of breaking her, because she appeared so fragile. i was just sitting there watching her talk with a friend and the whole thing just sprang into my head and onto my paper.

written during class, october 21, 2002

beauty
sensuality
and innocence
in a lovely face
lithe body
masking
passion and desire
running deeper
than imaginable
how i'd love to
unmask her
see her eyes
roll back
drift closed
hear her moans as
under my
practiced touch
she quickens
feel her shudder
from
head
to
toe
and scream
as she comes
on my tongue
then
lowering myself
to lie on her
pressing her
seemingly fragile
- but deceptively strong -
body into the bed
as i press my
cock
into her
and fuck her
as she's never
been fucked
coming with her
spurred on by nothing
but her gasps and
screams
and her hoarse voice
crying
"maka!"

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