Lusting in the Backseat of a Car (R)

my lover, my executioner, my forever;
was forgiving
in so many ways she tortured me as she willed me with her rare mercy

her lusting, her grinding, her spitting;
in my mouth
she took my body on display with her gorgeous flesh
decapitating my organs with lizard tongue and vampire teeth

she had a kinky biting fetish

we were loathsome, troublesome, fearsome;
back in that moment
when her claws worked at my body

she was a skinny voluptuous girl
taking advantage of a younger man

this hip to hip action without love

she was actually, actually
dying for me
trying to be just another neon blonde with green blue skin
her temptations, her intentions, this tension

I’d hate to admit though
that me being in the back seat of her car
was really my fault
to salivate, to instigate, to consummate

the act of bleeding to death
from severe act of sin