Visage of a Brute

candle light to soften features

fallow glows my sexual teacher

we speak affections in a restaurant's din

a fresh latin

meal, we ate and wait to begin

to mate in our savage skins

promises on spoonfuls of meat

serenaded by anticipation of a week

guitar guilded mariachi

translating our hidden filthy need

composes like Liberaci, pre-empted  for our release

loaded and healthy

interacting eyes of brown and blue

Margarita's lift

thoughts adrift so lude

hormones inbibed and imbued

so ready like Freddy

to suck and screw...

 

in the glow, you wink and smile

i am giddy like a fool

unaware of your guile

a peasant to your majestic rule

hail your Scorpio studly style;

you pay the bill, and i am in awe, still

pink and raw

for your Butcher's will

an easy fawn in a Midsummer's kill

so finally love

we made, or so i believed

entranced by shivers and shakes

my body received

orgasm pools on Mrs. Stewart's sheets

"it is good"

physically repeats

 

an evening of a week in wait

a night repleat of rain

and sleat / untamed

you have your trophy once again

i am left with a visage of a brute

so beautiful and astute

in my brain

never to be heard of

or seen

or sane... A mute.

Reviews

[Fiyaram]

I am a new writer and member, and i have to say i followed every word with a vivid image in mind...I have no idea about styles or grammar or anything like that, but i do know is that you grabbed me...
I cant wait to see more

[Kat Williams]

Love the way ya mind works..keep saying that because its true. Very true tale to be told, oft heard, oft repeated. Mrs. Stewart's sheets...classic..lmao

[yinseriv]

I am not a poet so i can't comment on style or grace. I can say you grabbed me and threw me on those Stewart sheets. What an awesome poem.

[wizthom]

tho the whole creation was very well received this part blew me away with the irony of it all ,
and knowing what you are ,i had to smile .at the naughtyness of it all.u write with emotion cause u are so use to them placing them in poetry form is as natural as inhaling air,,keep it the outstanding work,,

peace wizthom



entranced by shivers and shakes

my body received

orgasm pools on Mrs. Stewart's sheets

"it is good"

physically repeats



an evening of a week in wait

a night repleat of rain

and sleat / untamed

you have your trophy once again

i am left with a visage of a brute

so beautiful and astute

in my brain

never to be heard of

or seen

or sane...

[xX-tito24-Xx]

Well, what can I say, I LOVE this poem, reminds me of a few experiences of my own...

All I can really say is, don't let this guy get you down, you had good times and it ended, it happens...

It happens more than we'd like it to, but nevertheless, it happens.

Also, maybe improving the punctuation will make it an easier read to some, though I think the enjambment really does fit the content... Depends on what mood you wanna set really...

Anyway, congrats on the poem, its a definite winner :)