A poem for a man who broke my heart.
I wrote this early in our situation-ship.
Maybe someone else will appreciate what I wrote. All he said was, “Thanks.”

Who is this charming guy?
My skin tingles
when I feel his
Furry beard on my neck
And his hands on my hips
With his mouth
Ripping across my lips
To my chest
Reaching my perky nipples
That respond to his bite
Pain and pleasure
Just what I like

I run my hands
Down his strong back
And wrap my legs around his waist
His legs steady our slow rhythm
Into each other
I want to open so much more
And let him take as much as he wants

I feel a mole on
his right lower back
He’s strong and tall
He commands my body
My back arches and he grinds into me
My legs open wider and he goes deeper inside me
He knows what to do
with his mouth wrapped around my lips
his hands on my hips
and his cock grinding
against my quacking hole

When he enters, it stings
and my muscles relax in his embrace
He feels so good inside
I can’t think
I just feel so good
I haven’t felt like this before
Leaning into my feminine nature
And letting a masculine soul
Control me
And let me surrender to him
And he doesn’t take advantage
He cares

He’s in control
please take control
it feels so good
To surrender to a powerful man
I will do anything
you ask me too
Because I feel so alive
My insides are on fire

May he find the perfect woman and never contact me again.