Warning: Mona Arizona's erotic poem is visually and verbally explicit. Recommended for 18+ years and older.
Ten-finger massage
intimacy,
Your mascara stained
palms
Hold her tears, cover
gazpacho-soiled lips—
Disobedient and
pleading—
As repeating,
thunderous claps
Bring her desirous
body,
A wantonness body
Regretting its
betrayal
Of her proprietous mind,
To climax-induced
screams.
©But, You’re Her Slave
Mona Arizona
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(Painting by Malcolm T. Liepke)
