Another creepy poem by me. Again, it starts out short. I'm not sure I can do any more to it, like I could with Child. But if someone asks.... I'll try.
Act of Love
Come near me, I want your skin
To slide on mine like it was sin.
Lay next to my naked frame
And know you needn’t any shame.
Come closer still, I need your heat.
I want to play beneath the sheets.
Then, when she began to speak,
Our act of love began to peak.
“Brother, please, stop hurting me!”
I thrust once more, then let her free.
