GOES GLUG GLUG 1997A Poem by Terry CollettAN IRISH WOMAN IN A BATH IN 1997 WISHING IT WAS HER LOVER WAITING FOR HER RATHER THAN HER HUSBAND WANTING SEX IN THEIR BEDNuala has to bath and wash off Una's scent and love juice see just where the love bites (a light brown) are on skin she sits down in the hot foamed water lets it soak into her about her Brian's in the bedroom in their bed patiently waiting there wanting sex he feels it bubbling up seeing it in his mind the sex scene her body beneath him him surging into her Nuala imagines it's Una in the bed waiting there butt naked her thick thatch welcoming but it's not it's Brian laying there thinking up some sex games to be played she's been bad naughty girl he will say as master and will smack her behind in his game Brian reads an old book of cowboys and Wild West wanting her in the bed in the dark Nuala pulls the plug listens as the water goes glug glug. © 2016 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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