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Stepmother

Submitted by zebra on Fri, 2018-10-26 12:06

my step mom comes over to my office intermittently
turns on the computer and opens the emails
in the dark of night
making all cheery bright and lighted for my mourning arrival

so kind of her
making sure things are ready to go
she always the epitome of efficiency

did i mention
she's been dead now for over 20 years

did i mention we are lovers
sadly never in the flesh
always an unspoken ache during the living years
when we where near
a relentless unrequited love still burning
like fire licks and burning lips
trussed thighs spread wide
twisting swarms of wet tongues lapping
to live in each others bellies
and lungs
her feet in my mouth

so now free from others
because
the dead do what they damn well please
and on the slippery side of life
so do i

its about time!

did i mention her soft kisses
her gorgeous breasts
and soft round belly?

didn't mean to get carried away again
or
the scent of her cunt that veiled wet jewel
as she walked passed me
demon smiling innocence
sending me into a swoon
her beautiful pink angular toes

am i repeating myself?

how sad i am that i never got on my knees
to brush my lips against her
to see her widen her haunches
inviting me with glaring madness
out the sides of her eyes
to work my way up
to her lurid dark fruit
a drooling buttery split

your dead mom
but your here now
turning on the computer
and watching porn with me
dressed up for a hot blood
star spangled glitter fuck
staring into me like only the dead can
taking positions the living could never imagine
oh my pretzel girl

we kiss reckless raw naked
all furious sex toys smushing raw mouths
and eat each other like hot apple bend over

yes mom so dark the things we do
that the living dare not ever think

yes my beloved
even die for each other sweetly
over and over again
always smiling to the end
then
dead and dead
in love in bed

that's how the bodies electric fuck
all tender kisses
till hell breaks lose
till bloods pulse eschews
till all is lucid comatose cums

we enter heaven
stooping to hell for pleasures sake
letting go to
orgasm's purge
the sacred sin of the flesh, fleshless
no taboos

and you once again turn hollow empty
a transparency
falling through my embrace like dust

will you come back tomorrow
turn on the computer
or better yet
maybe visit in a night dream of tangled caresses
or
a day haunt
of licking glistening haunches
a dancing leg show
in a smooth white pearl bath tub
with wild naked mouth
brooding nipples
and feral tongued kisses
red as blood?

sometimes love
never dies.

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Structured: Eastern
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Last few words: 
perverted,,,, sexual content,,,,beware!
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Geezer

Fri, 2018-10-26 15:23

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is about your step-mother, but seeing [mom] in those lines, kind of makes my skin crawl. Maybe you could substitute another word? [Her, she, woman... anything but Mom? ~ Geezer.
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zebra

Fri, 2018-10-26 16:58

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Yes I write creepy stuff sometimes, but thats why I write. It's not the writing per say that interests me alone, but the taboo, the dangerous dark edges , the things that no one wants to face ...But the kicker is she is step mother, she does haunt ..its incestuous and there was sexual tension from the very second we met
I'm 71 Geezer, I'm writing things I care about before I freakin die

Besides isn't this explored in literature through the ages, and in cinema, why should poetry be to conservative for the subject ...lets ask ,Oedipus. and coo coo ka choo Mrs.Robinson
I really appreciate your comment ..
Now where is that sexy woman , she's gone and disappeared again, damn ;O

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Geezer

Sat, 2018-10-27 15:43

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that never having a step-mother or a mother-in-law that I wanted bang, I can't appreciate the interest.
I'm seventy myself and although I have had a few taboo thoughts, just never... I can appreciate your wanting to write of things that have shock value. Those things that I write of just happen to be in the realm of murder, culinary-arts and cannibalism. So whom am I to judge? I only said what I'm sure that many will or have said. ~ Geezer.
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zebra

Sat, 2018-10-27 16:06

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I have a great kinky poem about a woman who has a fetish about being eaten Id love to share that with you and hell I've written lottsa snuff poems too I may post them but, well you know ;)

Anyway send me your weird stuff privately and ill reciprocate If you like,,,Let me know,,,.oh fuck here's one,,,commin at ya

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raj

Fri, 2018-10-26 15:31

I read a couple of sub texts in your poem, such as:-

Blame it on grandma
it's hereditary
it;s chromosomes and genes
responsible for these instincts
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raj (sublime_ocean)

zebra

Fri, 2018-10-26 16:49

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Its the vailed ID, the subconscious, the dark thing that civilized people want to sweep away under their rug ...Primal interruptus ,,,,Oedipus. Mrs. Robinson

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