My Heart Is Not The Only Open Thing Poem by Lorena Walker

My Heart Is Not The Only Open Thing



legs spread
heart wide open
you love using me
up
where i can grasp the bedpost
as you grasp harder on my heart
your breathing is becoming harder
my heartbeat is picking up
then i gasp for breath
and I look at your beautiful eyes
and my heart just stops.

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