by Miriam M. Wynn
(01/12/05)
make love, wet, deep, fierce,
take it from me, rough, and sweep me
up against objects, hard, firm,
to the wall, the floor, the table, the door
fuck me like cats fuck me like
you're going to show me who's boss with a violent push in
and a firm bite on my neck that makes me hold still
so you can take it
take it all just like nature intended you to do
leave me on all fours
at your beck and call
my pussy raised to the sky like
so much hormonal perfume a stink
that drives your DNA mad with the desire to merge
into me, into me, into me
come fierce, with a hiss, and moan like you're rabid,
crazed with the squirming of my pinned hips
use your fingers like a vice, fix me to you
with the pipe between your legs pummel me into submission
for i am wet, wet like rain, slipping down between my legs
and i am on the verge of going insane
with the mad rhythm you are making
and you are fuckfuckfucking me like
rage, like love, like hate, like pain, like greed, like a shout
reverberating through my pussy, scalding me like a hot iron
on my insides, throbbing like my pussy is burnt
cooked through with the sopping wet savagery
your cock, big mean cruel thing, pounding away as if i were
just some punching bag but my body is meant to take
all the g-force in the world, to fly jets and walk the moon,
and fuck like this, under you
like all the world is this pulsing nebula of salivating stars
and scuttling dunes,
your hands crushing the mounds of my ass, my breasts
two swinging points that wave a fucking hello to every uptight little
pair of lovers
wiggling briefly under their sheets,
little fools, they don't know this,
the frightening, terrible, delicious violence of lovefucking like this,
and it's from you, the one who knew
at first, sweet sight that my quiet eyes and soft skin were meant
to be fuckfuckfucked to the basest levels of the human sexual condition
like this.
The Poet's Companion - by Kim Addonizio and Dorianne Laux