-another love poem in the passionate yet warped love poem series-

"did you cum? did you cum good"? / Lenny Bruce

my love.

I’ve survived another night

of sex with you on the bottom.

It's not that I want you there.

It's because I was raised that way.

I was tentative toward the end

knowing under different circumstances

that in closing you would eat me

as if I was a tasty midnight snack.

instinct would’ve been responsible.

nature would’ve taken its course,–– if

you were a praying mantis.

but in that moment of bliss, when

the full romance of the moon was in bloom,

the thought of being eaten by you

made me cum.–– made me cum good,

my love.