by Yours Truly
p.s. Bare with me... I'm a little rusty... inspiration has been a little dried up for quite a while... lets say... possibly a year or so... I know! It's horrible!
Alright, finally done with it. It's a bit korny in places, yes... but it will have to do.
Oh, and if any of your are confused about what it means... it's about a whore and a constant customer who she falls in love and is beaten by him.
Remember That Beer Stain On My Floor?
The Night You Came; Knocked On My Red Door
You Smelled Of Pipe Tobacco And Stetson Cologne
Your Breath Bounced Off My Face As You Spoke In A Groan
"Hey Darlin' I've Been Lonely. How's Bout A Treat?
I've Been Thinkin' Bout You Baby And Your Flesh O' So Sweet."
And Before He Could Finish He Swept Me Right Off My Feet
"How's Bout A Good Time? I'll Bring The Heat."
Sweat Beads Dripped Down As He Tore The First Button
He Let Out A Moan As If To Say He Were Glutton
For The Taste Of Fear From A Poor Defenseless Gal
For A Throbbing Desire To Enter Her Canal
A Cold Breeze Blew Past Coming From The Fire Place
Vision Became Too Blurry To Make Out His Face
A Storm Was A Brewing Of Polyester And Lace
Rolling On The Cold Floor Which Dulled His Embrace
Crimson Was Spilled From The Thrust Of A Fist
It Came Down Like Rain From Where He Once Kissed
My Skin; Once Pale Now Glowed In Dark Color
He Shook Like An Earthquake As I Grasped To His Collar
He Stood Up Real Stern As He Looked At Me Drop
With Tears In My Eyes I Pleaded Him To Stop
I Loved Him So Dearly That I Put Him Atop
Of My Own Well Being; Well, I'd Rather Rot
I Said, "True Love Can Be Sweet But Honey I'm Done"
He Smiled At Me Cruely As The Light From The Sun
Started Peering Through The Curtains Like The Earth Was On Fire
And I Scrambled Away From The One I Admired
He Pulled On My Loose Dress To Keep Me From Running
But My Dress Slipped Right Off And I Continued My Shunning
I Reached Into My Side Table Drawer And Began Gunning
And Beautiful Colors Began Pouring Out
And Melodic Pleas Reigned As He'd Scream And He'd Shout
I Knew I'd Never Be The Same But I'd Do Without
The Repetitive Mutilation I'd Always Think About
And Without Any Doubt
I Knew I Was Free
I Loved Him, Yes. But, He Didn't Love Me.
And Forever He Floats In The Merciless Sea
A Ghost In My Thoughts. My Love... My Darling
 M o z e L e e 7 · Wed Apr 16, 2008 @ 09:16pm · 0 Comments |
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