third street

third st.

you could have been…

the best pair of eyes i’ve ever laid;
sitting, standing,
thigh muscle motions,
pushing, pouncing,
electrical power outages at dawn.
rocking hips with broken limbs,
swimming, skimming.
the best pair of legs i’ve ever fucked;
grazing, gliding,
sipping, sliding,
riding below waists
tremor, tremor
full of taste.
the best cane and hat trick ever pulled;
shifty, shifty
on his knees,
swinging his body
like tumultuous seas,
paper thin walls and fever sighs,
lower, lower
for longer cries.
the best mechanical smile ever forced;
griping, gaping
full of ease,
sinner, sinner
preaching pleads,
slower, slower
relieving needs,
on his back
begging please.