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IMPOLITE

there were no red satin sheets
no candlelight or champagne
there was no soft music playing
no sweet scent of roses or violets

it wasn’t civilized or romantic

it was primitive, savage, raw
this fire
that burned out of control
this need
to pull away the silk trappings
and take you
like a dark, fierce stallion
kept away
from the mares much too long

there was no polite conversation
no hand kissing or whispers
of sweet nothings in your ear
no slow dances in the moonlight

it was hot and sweaty, dirty
and you
wanted it that way, didn’t you?
to feel
the hard edge of a man’s lust
thrusting
against the limitations of your
imagination
hidden in a dark alley just once

so i took you more than once

between the tall city buildings
pressed against a cold brick wall
insane with lust like a rowdy mare
kept from the stallion too long


DJA 8-2-2009