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ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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Jan 28, 2013
 

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Talking to her girlfriend, Madeline;;
She said she'd call this two-part harmony

"There is this guy, whom I had never met before
He was a very sexy guy called DeVine, one I could adore
Who caught me by surprise by saying,“Hello”
And handed me a rose, the color of, yellow
He said,“This is for your beautiful hair”
He put another yellow rose on the other side to make it fair
I gazed into his eyes
Oh how I could feel my heat rise
You put your arms around me
Ever so tight, so I couldn’t flee
Your lips brushed across my cheek
Testing me, if I would further seek
My head turned to meet your lips
As I could feel my clothes begin to slip
My fingers running through your hair
And you could smell the perfume like pears
With our lips joined together
Our tongues began to dance within each other
Your thumb brushes against the nipple on my breast
Raising it to its crest
The flooding sensations you make me feel
Your tender touch, is so real
You press your body into mine
And I just wait for your next line
You bend your head down and kiss my nipple
My body goes into a huge ripple
You gently began to suckle
As I feel my knees beginning to buckle
You lead me to the bed
Removing your clothes, as nothing needs to be said
My eyes began to wonder
Staring at your swollen cock with ponder
You gently lay me down with care and ease
My eyes telling you, yes please
Your lips reaching down to mine
While your hand is caressing my breasts, ooh that feels so fine
The inner lightening begins its heat
The sensations something you just can’t beat
Your tongue running down my stomach
My hips rise to tell you of my ache
Your tongue finds my vulva lips
My stomach is doing all kinds of flips
I grab your head with both of my hands and pull you in
And the waves of passion begin within
Your tongue finds my sensitive clit
I feel like I am ready to split
My hips rise above ever so high
The spasms taking me way into the sky
With one spasm after another
Your tongue enters me and I flutter
While you lick my sweet juices
My body begins to relax and there are no excuses
For the pleasure I felt
How you my dear, make me melt
You reach behind you, and you pull out a red rose
Brushing it across my toes
And up my legs
Again, you can see my eyes beg
You move it to my inner thighs
Throwing me again into a high
You brush it against my sweetness and up to my belly
Turning my body into jelly
You brush it over my forehead and then to my eyes
And you can hear, my big sighs
Down across my cheeks and over my lips........

(More c umming)
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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..........Your mouth reaches down and you give me a tender nip
You move the rose down my chin and neck
Not missing any flesh, not even a speck
The rose brushes both nipples with your tender loving touch
I feel my fists began to clutch
And you lay the red rose between my breasts bare
To show just how much you care
As we lay beside each other, so close and cuddly
The feeling of satisfaction felt so utterly
My soft tender lips meet yours for a kiss
My hand on your heart I feel it go amiss
I feel your cock on my thigh beginning to throb
So my hand reaches down to grab it and rub
Our kisses become deeper as lust hangs in the air
The hunger we feel is almost too much to bear
Our tongues touch each other as we explore
The tasteful liquid we both have come to adore
The sliding of our tongues as we go in and out
This is the start of what making love is all about
My fingers running through your hair
Not forgetting to touch every strand that you bare
As my finger traces your chin
Your sensuous mouth turns into a grin
My hands running over your strong body
Feeling your muscles and thoughts of being naughty
I slowly to move to your ear
Whispering softly the words you love to hear
“Let me love you my darling, so tender and sweet”
“Just dream of heaven because it will feel so neat”
My lips find the curve in your neck
While constantly rubbing your cock and not missing a speck
Mmmmmm my love you make me hot
For I am so wet in my special spot
My finger runs inside my lips and I load it with my honey
Then rubbing it on your cock to let you know its worth, more than money
My tongue finds your tiny nipples
As I nip with my teeth and lick you with my tongue, sending you waves of ripples
I feel your hips arch up a bit
I know you can’t wait for what you are about to get
My pointed tongue runs down your belly
Watching your body flex and turn into jelly
I stop and hand you a surprise gift
Asking you to open it, hoping you don’t get rift
You gently pull on the first string of the bow
With a little more urgency you give the second string a go
I watch as you remove the cover
And inside you find the caramel from your lover
You twist the cover to remove the lid
We began to feel like two new kids
I dip my finger into the topping
For now we know, there is no stopping
And I place the caramel on your cock
Your balls beginning to show stock
Filling with fluid of a salty nature
From inside your body, you are the creator
My tongue finds your cock very amusing
And the caramel adds to the flavor, which is absolutely refusing
My tongue flickers over your sensitive head
The movements becoming more and more on the bed
I surround your cock with my wonderful mouth
Your fluid relocation becoming a passion of wealth
As I suck the caramel from your swelling dick
Your hips rise higher as my tongue continues to flick
I began to suck with a harder passion
In and out, in such a fashion
Mmmmm long tender strokes baby
Your body in my control, and just maybe
The faster I go the closer you get
In reaching your climax, my wondrous pet
Now with long, hard, and faster sucking motions
I feel your body tense with all your inner emotions
Your body begins to jerk and feel the sudden spasms
Reaching that wonderful feeling of an orgasm
I suck you and suck you dry my sweet
For we both collapse, as we are totally beat
We sleep in each other’s arms
Resting up for the next alarms
The stirring of your body begins to arouse me
Your handsome face looking relaxed as can be
My fingers gently stroke your ear
Touching your body helps me to be near
I hear you make a groan
My tender lips kiss you before you utter a moan
Your body moves closer to mine
That’s what I wanted from you, was a sign
Your eyes flutter open, now I know I don’t need to beg

( OMG....almost there !)
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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.......As my foot starts moving up and down your leg
We tighten our hugs to each other
Our tongues exploring within one another
My hands gently rubbing your back
For there is no love here that we lack
Your hands wandering over my soft skin
I want you to take me where I have been
Those great waves of passion begin to swell
Over that rainbow we both know so well
My hips begin to move from desire
Only you can put out that fire
You grab my ass then squeeze my cheeks
Pulling me closer to you as you speak
“I feel the love you have to give”
“Yes my love, for we have yet to live”
“Under one condition”
“We will satisfy us both, so you will move into the sixty-nine position”
I straddle my legs over your lips
You grab my ass and pull down on my hips
You use your tongue and take one long lick
From top to bottom, all in a flick
My pussy becomes so wet
Your tongue drives deep and you take all you can get
My mouth comes down around your cock
Sucking you in and out, our mouths too full for any talk
We both begin to moan and groan with pleasure
Because we both know, we are each other’s treasure
You grab my ass and turn me around
My heart rapidly begins to pound
You lay me gently on my back
Then you grab my legs swinging them over your shoulders with such a knack
You rub your cock against my love spot, and enter me slow
You look into my eyes and see that glow
My hips rise to the occasion
Wanting to feel all of you, mmmm and oh the sensation
Your hips begin to pick up a rally
Slamming your cock deep in my valley
Oh baby yes, take me I am yours
Sending waves and waves of passion galore
Our bodies lurch as the explosions take place
Over and over as we hit home base
Well this night was great, we both will say
Too bad it had to end this way
So you go your way and I'll go mine
With the hopes of doing this one more time.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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Moonlight caressing porcelain skin
Expectations of sweetness
Tender kisses, warm embrace
Dashed against the rocks
By callused hand that shove

Falling now, upon the ground
Surprise rising on her face
A shadow above, a quiet laugh
Kneeling down between her thighs
Pressing her against the sand

Surprise now turns to anger
Small fists take flight and pound his chest
Ineffective against such a brute
But laughter becomes a hiss of pain
When fists change into claws

Angered as blood drips from his chest
Time to change the rules
First, her dress ripped asunder
Then one large hand takes hold of two small wrists
The other free to explore

Rough hand on smooth skin
Sliding down to fondle an unfettered breast
A nipple pinched
A squeal of pain
Another quiet laugh

Hand slithering lower
Sliding under silk panties
Sudden movement
Panties torn violently from her
No turning back now

Fingers slowly parting lips
Then coarsely rubbing her clit
Sliding lower and plunging in
First just one
Then two, then three

Hand pulls away
Relief flashing in her eyes
Until she hears his zipper
Straining her neck, she looks
And watches as his cock is freed

She struggles but he is unstoppable
Less man than force, a titan
He presses down against her
Hesitating, he smiles into her face
Then viciously thrusts forward

Thrusting, pounding
Jackhammering into her
Tears run from her eyes
He leans down and licks them from her cheek
Salty, like the nearby ocean mist

Some minutes seem like hours
Some are there and gone in a blink
Tonight there is no time
Just the moon, the sand, the surf
And his body's constant motion

It's later, neither one sure when
His blood feels like it boils
Balls contracting, vision blurs
Howling like a wild beast
Cumming deep inside her

No longer able to play along
Body quivering beneath him
She lets out a scream of passion
The first real noise she's made tonight
As an orgasm surges through her

This amusement at an end
He releases her wrists, now bright red
Withdrawing, he rolls off of her
Smiling, she turns to him and whispers
Next time, I get to be on top
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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She told me..........

"Your wonderful......a thousand times I've thought of ways to capture you're heart with my charm and wit.
And all the while I'd never dreamed that
Your luscious d ick and the base of it would be the key to everything.
As odd as it seems, I've mastered
My feat with my tongue's magic tantalizing
Your meat and his two pals – my best friends,
Because life would simply be dull without them.
I love how your moans turn me on as your balls
Twirl in my mouth and you threaten to c um – again.
It's okay. I'm ready to swallow – again.
No matter what you need, do you think I would stall? No!
This body is yours, my tongue, my face,
my ass, my clit.........,
Every hole (if you can fit).
Trust me with every
Part of you, and I promise by the time I get
Through you'll be in love.
A thousand times I've thought of ways
To capture your heart with my charm and wit.
But lo and behold, all this time, the secret was the
Head of your d ick ... and the shaft ... and the base ...
And two attachments (my best friends)... and then,
To my surprise, you fell in love with my clit.
So now, not just you, but certainly I too have
Given up my heart and all control to the one who makes
Me c um like a geyser and fills my holes with eight inches of wonderful."
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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The tongue flicked
Then also licked
Taste, soooooo fine
Better than wine
Fragrance never forgotten
PLEASE be wanton
Kisses all round
Lightly touch mound
Drip of nectar
Juice makes beggar
Moment, took forever
Mouth contacted flower
Pleasure beyond belief
Sensation, ecstatic relief
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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Most peers of my poetry
called me a woman hater.

I had a sex indulgent life all the time
that’s true.

But I don’t recall any bad memoirs
with my dates.

Like beating them,
using bad, vulgar, disgracing words.

Most of the time
they begged me to f uck them
sweetly, fast and slow, even coarsely.

I was in teenage business for quite a while
I went after every cock teaser
I lost the count of them.

I took them to diners,
I took them food courts,
I took them movies, country clubs
I gave them soft loans to buy
what ever they want.

I played tennis with them
I made love with them
at my small unit.

I didn't use them
as a sex object
both side had good time.

Sometimes they hitted my door
at the middle of the night
with tears in their eyes
they wept on my shoulders
I petted their heads gentely.

I fixed them breakfast trays
I made them coffee.

I didn't interrogate them
like their fathers
I didn't judge them
for their bad behaviors.

I kept my silence
I gave them relief all the time.

My dates were free like birds
I didn't own them
I didn't ask for love
I didn’t suffocate them
with my presence

I gave them space and time
they did whatever they want
they slept with other guys too.

I advised them
have a good education
get a well paid job
leverage your time
don’t depend on any jerk
don't have kids
sleep with many guys
enjoy your life.

I am not so fast these days
but I still prey on natural busty teens
they still drive me crazy
I still enjoy to screw them.

I hope god grants me
immense power and energy
to screw them for ever more.

Maybe I am a woman hater
maybe not
But I am sure one thing about myself
Here on Topix Offbeat,
I am a public enemy number one.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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In that silence
That is only known to you
In the moments late at night when you are alone
When all the world seems to fall away
And your bed becomes an island in a sea of nothingness
Just you and the shadows
No prying eyes watching
Do you think of me?

As the cool sheet slides across your bare skin
And outlines your every curve
Your every move
Causing it to move in unison
And slide across you like ocean waves
Do you wish I was there?

And when your hands become restless
And begin slowly tracing circles on your stomach
Making you jump as they find that sensitive spot
Along your side, just above your hip
Your heartbeat beginning to speed up
Anticipation for what’s to come
Do you imagine that I’m there?

As your hands travel higher
At first just brushing the curve
Then rising
Cupping your breast
Feeling your heart race beneath them
Gently pinching your nipples
Between your thumb and forefinger
Do you pretend these are my hands?

And then as one hand journeys onward
Downward
Back across your stomach
Your thighs
Previously clenched shut
Granting entry to this most welcome invader
Do you want me now?

Brushing through your tuft of hair
Then slowly grazing your clit
You bite your lip
As one finger slowly slides inside
Then two
Do you wish it was me inside you?

Your breath comes in gasps
Your heart, pounding
Your back arches
Your body quakes
Pleasure explodes within you
Your lips part as you cry out
Do you call my name?

One last shiver runs through you
As a sigh escapes your lips
Your breathing steadies
And your heartbeat slows
As you drift off to sleep
Do you dream of me?
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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Gentle gently pushing through the dark, your mouth my mouth, tongues dancing like. fire. snakes. sensual snakes.

alliteration can bother me but not tonight. old motions, old emotions, new movements, never the same pattern, you know my body, my buttons, what to push what to stroke, there aren't really any switches though.

pulling my hair gently but firmly makes stars pop out behind my eyes. just like when you touch me. down there. something I was ashamed of once. one time. strange body, strange strange strange me. Im strange, but its ok.

I make love just the same, and you and I make LOVE. its different, not just a word, an emotion an action. your fingers can be maddening and you know it, slower slower slower. make it fast, I want it hard. you are so much more patient than me. makes me want to scream.

fuck is such a dirty word for something so beautiful. make love not fuck, fuck is such an empty word. words words words. different words drip past my lips like thickened honey, not quite clear are they, your name, your name echos in my brain as you push your self into me.

I stretch I scream I moan. I cant take it but I need it. like I drug. but its good for me. good drug? I dont know, I dont know a lot right now. just that you know a lot. too much. too much about me as you move light and strong. inside. I need you. I need this. like an effing jigsaw.

I moan you moan. its like a song that only we know how to sing. thats where real music is made. in the bedroom I guess. or wherever. against a wall on a bed-car-kitchen-bathroom-theat ure. I dont care. as long as its you you you.

close close too close it feels like falling as explosions explode behind my eyes and everywhere else tingles. blood quickens. I learned that my brain stops, maybe thats why its so overwhelming. sometimes tears flow. I dunno why. your turn your turn. your breath catches onto my name as you flow, flow inside me like a river thats meant to be.

we aren't just two people when its both of us. we're one. such a cliche. I love you.
I know. you too.
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Jan 28, 2013
 
Just sex there isn't much poetry
make as sultry
but it only ...nothing
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one guitar

one flower painted jug


still

until my ink

leaks the boundaries

causes the guitar

to stretch and grow

to nurture life

within its woman curves

and music

exploding from unattached strings

my jug would not hold water

the potters’s hand has strayed

from off the wheel

the painted flowers grow

rampant on the page

but my soul

unstrung

flicks

and zizzes
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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QuiteCrazy wrote:
Just sex there isn't much poetry
make as sultry
but it only ...nothing
My ninety year old landlady who lives downstairs
speculates as to what sort of wild animal
is pilfering through our garbage at night,
leaving trash strewn across the driveway.
There’ve been wild turkey sightings
in the neighborhood, she says, but it may be just
your average flying-fox or possum. Lately,
the only feral creature I know of lurking
these grounds has been inside the house;
didn’t she hear it last night, clomping up
the staircase, rapping on the door?
And then, bestial grunts and moans, thuds
of his feet again, the scuff across cement walkway,
fleeing back into the night? Between this time,
it was I who was the animal, watching
porn stars lunge their naked asses
at one another like primates, until
she was in heat herself, bending over
to be mounted—nothing tenderly human about it.
Maybe that’s why when the chic I was dating
months ago asked to be exclusive, I felt like a dog
being ushered into its kennel, moving backwards
into the steel cage obediently, curling into a ball,
heaving a sigh. But what’s the alternative?
I could do what I’d been doing, living as a stray,
fucking mutts in alleyways, gazing up into their eyes
looking for affection like scraps of food snuck
under the table, withering to my bones
with starvation. No, I told myself, this
is better, the shelter you’ve always wanted.
And yet, days later, I found myself at his doorstep
after picking up another roving tramp the night before,
waiting to be let in as if I’d been at play and then caught
in the rain. My landlord chatters on, wonders
what kind of strength those turkeys have,
because They’re HUGE, she says, Have you seen them?
and it’s as if she doesn’t see me,
the wild thing in front of her,
and I’m relieved; I start to pick up the pieces—
damp cigarette cartons, shredded plastic,
crusted Kleenex, torn condom wrappers.
Don’t worry about it, I tell her,
I promise I’ll clean it up, next full moon.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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Head out the way you came
and I promise to forget the last hour.
I will roll up the minutes
like a stretch of unbaked dough,
pulling the sticky remnants from between
my fingers.
I will wind your voice up
like a fishing line,
the bait, the hook
tucked safely in the coils
until I’ve forgotten them.
You can erase the footprints,
I’ll leave that to you,
pick them up one by one,
with a spatula, with a finger,
as you like.
And when all traces are gone,
when your presence has been carved
out like a jewel to leave a dark hole
where an eye should be,
only then will I throw you
a smile, a sigh of
relief to land like a bird
on the branch of your shoulder.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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You claim to know what to do
about the undulations
of a wild fish in your lap
slicing you with its gills,
imbedding hooks from its previous battles
into your cracked palms.
Look at this monster, you call
as you pluck it from the lake.

Unafraid, you begin the ritual
of salvation, gently lowering
it into the water, steadying
your arms above the force
of its grunting heft. Flickers
of green light its scales
as you massage the gills,
motion the head and tail
back and forth—a flash of silver
streaks beneath the boat
and it’s gone.

But what do you know about
a young girl in your lap, wild
with desire and skin
so clear it’s as if you are the first
to touch it? Faced with that frenzied
struggle, that raw hunger, you’re momentarily
paralyzed, can’t discern the beast
from the girl, so you seal her mouth shut
with your mouth, offer your tongue
as bait, and try to anchor
the quivering mass by rocking
it across your thighs—all flesh
and floundering limbs—until you can’t
take her terror anymore,
shucking out the cherry in one swift thrust
like a gutted pike.

There’s no trophy to commend
this feat, nothing to mount on the wall
and prove that you un-demonized her.
If only you could freeze those lips
eternally at the stunned Ohhhh
of her final cry, brush the dust
from it day after day with your fingers
or lay her out on the table like a feast
to savor and share, if you could simply taste
that part of her that’s impenetrable,
maybe then you’d feel like a real man.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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To the sex organs—
tight fit of shaft and slit,
the lilting thrusts, spongy G-spot touched
to titillation, tongue to tit,
tongue to clit, prying fingertips.
To the frenzy, the easy abandon
of reason, clothes ripped, stretched
and strewn, oh, the intoxicating
power of it, dropping to my knees,
spit and friction.
To its inelegance,
the pulsations that push
through the groin, plow through
the tip and release, oh,
the tension of it, tightened ligaments.
To the fluidity, sticky
splay in an array on my skin.
To its refusal to rely on love, oh
no, a hero needs nothing but itself.
To the crushing crescendo,
grating, gyrations all alone, but
not lonely, that hum and buzz,
cure-all, end-all, be-all.
To the one thing that makes me call
God’s name in praise, oh, oh......
oh, oh, oh.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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She said....
"I’m naked in bed next to a man
who continually disappoints me;
angry at him, but he doesn’t know it.
I want him to hold me, but he won’t,
because he never does, unless
he’s fucking me.
I’m blaming him already
for the days to come,
the way I will walk through
the city in my blurred flesh perception,
unable to see anything after him—
every man a shadow,
a trigger, every hour
a countdown until the next fix.
I turn away from him in bed.
A half empty bottle of wine on the windowsill
that the neighbor’s lights shine through,
so when I squint it radiates
some ethereal glow, and I think
it’s beautiful, my bottle and its moon rays,
my man and the illusions we create together.
But I’m intoxicated.
And he’s asking me what’s wrong with me.
I can’t articulate what I see: my mind
is moving too fast and his hand is moving so slowly
along my ass, and I can feel him hardening.
I don’t want to lose the meaning, the moment, that anger.
So I start to think about middle school,
my science teacher with his prisms, shining lights
through cut glass to make rainbows.
I figured that anything we found beautiful
we manipulated into being, which made life
all too logical and sad. My lover is whispering
some promise he won’t keep again
and I’m telling him to go away, leave me alone
with the bottle, but I’m kissing him, and wondering
if he would look at it straight on, squint a little,
what would he see?"
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

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I’m the future, a sniper
camouflaged, crouching
in bushes, my forefinger
on a moment, waiting
to transform that grey matter
you spend your whole life
trying to understand,
into a red mess
in your lover’s lap.

They accused me of being a serpent,
some kind of beast
that would devour her.
They called her a sucker.
I’m no criminal.
My tale belongs to everyone—
love makes all monstrous
and lust transforms us
into distrustful fools.

She wanted it.
She never questioned, never felt
anything unnatural
in the way love flung itself upon her—
no form, logic, explanation.
Asking why is silly—like asking
why we let oxygen surround us
when that’s what keeps us alive.

I had no underlying motive.
Do you think I wanted to
give up my form?
No senses? No self
in the name of love?
What can I say?
My weapon misfired.

Listen, I know love
better than anyone,
its gutters, gritty alleyways,
dizzying mazes. I knew
that pang I felt in my chest
when I first saw her was precursor
to a long and slow decay.
How else to preserve the trance, to protect
her from the fear of loss, unless
to never let her see
what she would be missing?
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

Brisbane, Australia

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We are all
mass assassins,

she declared,
serial killers.

As a flower,
she would have been

a tulip,

with decorous hints
of pubic hair.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

Brisbane, Australia

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As she sits beside me,
I am a peripheral thief
Stealing stares
at the bloom of her eyelashes.

Her apparel varies so from day to day
That it is a game to guess her dress
And what might be underneath--
scheming; plotting: how they might be
undone.

It is a thrill baiting eaves for her to take;
Snatching the visceral code
of her conversation to another.

I lay back to admire
her desireable vagina,
Envisioning her perfect ass.

I covet that gem of a moment
When she flicks her hair
Flashing clavicle and kissable neck;

When she speaks I sneak a peek at
The phantasmagoria
on the sheen of her lips.

So I call myself kin
to the best of thieves,
Because she will never know.
ADRIAN DeVINE LeORIGINAL

Brisbane, Australia

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She lies on the bed with her head turned
to the wall and her body flushed
with light.

Her breasts hang
and rest by her arms. He will paint
them like this. He will leave
their shapelessness on the paper
and everyone will know the size
of her nipples,
the protusion of her hips
and the colour of her pubic hair.

'It doesn't matter,' he says,
'your head is turned, and
they don't know who you are.'

Her thighs - just starting to dimple
- spread on the blanket and her ankles
cross over.

She worries about pins and needles;
that she'll have to shift.

She will try
not to think of it,

She will try
not to feel his eyes searching
her nakedness.

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