Nature's relish
- An escape writer
- Apr 15, 2020
- 2 min read
Updated: Aug 30, 2020
With keen interest she watches
She watches us
Unravel from the euphoria she had promised
Tingling sensations to a teenage boy
Wondering lusts of a teenage girl
Then she clasps her hands in eager anticipation
Gleefully glistening her teeth to embrace its prey
She watches
Keen on it
She dances
Stroking herself gently till it crashes
Louder than church bell clashes
She grasps it
Pleasure, the tingling sensation of a grown man
Happiness, the wondering lust of a young woman
She dances all night long to the songs of our woes
She climaxes to the joy of our pain
We are all pawns in her game
All one and the same
And in seeking happiness
We seek natures' sadistic euphoria
So I shut my doors
Closed my curtains
And stared at my walls
They stared back with hallow intrusion
Unfamiliar pleasure
The woe of being outstanding
There I stood out of the masses
Necks that bore crosses
and holy water filled pews
Tiptoeing through life I sort to escape
Till I saw her peering through my blinds
I heard her moan before I felt me crash
The experience I had gained helped but little
The pedestal I stood on she hang me with it
Had her way with me
Tossed me to and fro like church bells in perfect hours
So denying pleasure made me her pawn
Tiptoeing aroused her more
Her sadistic pleasure
Weaving her pertinent plot as she climaxed on my woes
He had seen enough!
Her arrogance stank!
So his womb bleed
With horror she watched
Victory might lurk at the door
For to escape might be the only way
He plunged unto the bed in graceful accordance
A melodious hymn retorted
But through her tears he saw but a smile
A laughter that unraveled
As the bed he hit
She came to the tears of his lovers
What if leaving made us pawns?
Fulfilling nature's sadistic pleasure past her climax into euphoria?
So here I am
Pen in hand
My breathing labored from all her pleasure
Dripping secrets that one may escape
...
or maybe not
There is but none
For nature cums anyway.
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