Whipped and Beaten

Whipped and Beaten

A Poem by Inyourshadow
"

If music be the food of love, Lay on...

"

I whipped you

I beat you

you never complained...


As slow

I savour your form

your flesh,

with eyes

and eagerness of tongue.


A taste of Heaven found in farmyard filth...



© 2011 Inyourshadow


Author's Note

Inyourshadow
the quote at top of page is a play on words not a mis-quote, just a thank you to hens everywhere for the beautiful egg.

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Just had to make an omelette. Thanks.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Aren't you an egg head lmao...I'm not egg-sagerating when I say this is egg-cellent, you've whipped up a good one up here...it cracked me up hahahaha

Posted 13 Years Ago


Your word play at its finest. Keep on penning.

Posted 13 Years Ago


lol....I've missed your imagination.... Beautiful job my long lost friend. ;p

Posted 13 Years Ago


:) I love eggs to,,,and all the Hen's that lay them... :) xx

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on August 26, 2011
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Inyourshadow
Inyourshadow

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I am trying to broaden my abilities as a writer, hoping to learn new styles and ways to express myself. I am married with 4 kids and a beautiful grandson, plus my two wonderful yorkshire terriers T.. more..

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