The arousal between my legs
The arousal between my legs is faint
I smell his fragrant sweat in which he has begun to taint
My integrity diminshes
with the thrust of his hips
the invasivity of my mind
impregnates me with thoughts of my life on the line
The friction of flesh melting together
is not one of romance
I wish his stance
was not to corrupt and manipulative
he's a mind fuck
and now he has begun to fuck
inside of me
like a ravaged animal
I would scream
but I'm afraid that I won't wake up from a dream
This poem is about:
Our world