Perfect Wife

Perfect Wife

A Poem by Danielle Searby

                          

By Danielle Searby.

Blood looks like motor oil,
engines choke and fall apart.
I cough on your fumes.
Servitude looms.

I've wrapped my legs around you
and cleaned your bones of all your marrow.
The engine comes to a grinding halt.
Standing tall becomes my fault.

Years ago I must have asked for all
the clean dishes I have passed.
The gears never change,
the growling engine threatens to derange.

All you touch becomes mine.
I've cleaned your body, your house and your mind.
For some reason I look under my skirt
and fine engine oil and all your dirt.

© 2009 Danielle Searby


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Danielle Searby
I would love some constructive criticism and any comments.

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Oh this is so nice ,a bit strange how you look on things ,and a bit naughty in a lovely way..
Blood is your oil,an engine chokes and fall apart..I welcome your fumes
And wrap my legs around you,I ve cleaned your bones of all your marrow
You come to a grinding halt,standing tall its my fault,years I ve cleaned your dishes
All you touch is mine,I ve cleaned your body house and mind
And I looked under my skirts to find..all your oil and all your dirt
That was really wonderful,lovely images ,its an erotica ,think you should label it mature
there are a few things to correct and edit ,but on the whole this is a lovely so sweet write
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Danielle Searby
Danielle Searby

Adelaide, South Australia, Australia



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Danielle Searby is a poet/author from Adelaide, South Australia. While she tries to spend as much time as humanely possible in reality she finds much of it depressing and seldom holding her interest... more..

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