She Fucks Like an Angel
She’s seen one Sunday in church
Where they talk about God.
He’s not the one she’s there for.
Snow falling fast
Cold January night
Friends gathered at the bar
Communion celebrants
Along with the Christ
That hangs upon the wall.
She’s absently missing
He gives her a call.
Preacher preaching promises
Slowly takes off her clothes
Like the resurrection,
questions then arose.
Is this forever
or for just tonight?
Hot touches turning
Time standing still
She fucks like an angel
Together forever
The question gets an answer.
Goddess of love
Venus steals Cupids arrow
She fucks like an angel
And the question gets an answer.
2010 © Dayvid Graybill
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