S(He)
She was like glycerine;
Slippery and sloppy-
Just the way you might like,
Full of derivative pleasures
And heterosexual needs.
He was lustful,
Satisfying her to every extent possible;
Her whims and fantasies…
Laying bare to himself in the process-
His brain replaced by testosterone.
They needed each other
Like a rudimentary complement-
He was dark within, she was fair without
Her senses aroused by frequent tingling;
But
She demanded more,
More than the most possible-
Then
Ultimately, the fire which consummated their relationship;
Consumed them.
Whole, without any second helpings.
© Biswadeep
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