On a two lane road

in a driving downpour

I press forward…

 

Tears flow as the images

replay in my mind.

Like an old record player,

that slowly returns to the beginning

each time it reaches the part

that is too damaged to bypass;

 

There you are…

writhing like a snake beneath her,

raven locks falling across your chest.

 

Your firm grasp of her ample round bottom,

as you thrust deeply to release your passion,

extinguishing two fires in a united crescendo,

was more than my little heart could take.

 

I never saw the curve.

Unlike the well equipped dream car

you bought me,

there were no wiper blades

to shield my eyes

from your acid rain.

 

Copyright 7/14/2008

Dani Heart ♥