Daddy

Elegantly, she strips
The form of a dancer
Moving her hips
To music from another room

Off with her lingerie,
In a school girl outfit
Turning on a spit
She announces herself
A bold new cold front
Moving in from the East

I lay naked sprawled out in bed
Not a word spoken between us
Except
“slower”

I am aroused by her

She tells me to tie her up with my ties
Blindfold her
She doesn’t know if she wants to be
Gagged
I haven’t anything to gag her with
Except for another tie
But, darling, let’s not kill the motif

It used to be, in my younger days,
That sex was the beating
Of a dead horse
A traveler come from nowhere
Laid to rest with a maiden
Of his choice
Anonymous, almost
No names, no nomenclature

Absolute asexual anonymity
Between two lovers, committed
For years

Here, though, in the hereafter
The twilight of my tarnation
I feel up these thighs
These woman’s thighs

And I feel at home
I kiss her breasts, and tease her clit
With my fingertips

She never feels used

I call her a whore
A dirty slut
She wants me more

She screams out for daddy
And I give her daddy

And, as I thrust,
This isn’t sex
This isn’t me fucking you

This is a blind man
Walking with a cane
Through a valley formally known
As Death

And through that valley,
Yea, though he walks,
He shall fear no woman
For thou are with him,
o, humble whore

You, dear, are no meer object
A name to any other could offend
But to you, dear woman, it’s a toy
That moves inside of you and hits
Deep
In the heart
Of the matter

A whore isn’t effected by her calling
You, it pleases you

But mostly, and I’ll never understand why
It’s my touch

My scattered thoughts are with
You
My fractured touch is with
You
My angry fuck is with you
But it is not
You

With you, it’s peace
It’s eternity
It’s hope
It’s making a special brand of love

And while I may tie you
Name you
Hurt you
Pin you by your throat
And make you beg for my cum

You never lose sight of the fact


I love you.
Daddy loves his little girl.

His good girl.

She will howl, I will wimper.
In the end, we rest. We cuddle.
We simper.
But, all of it, us, is for the best.

Come with me, o motherly figure.

Greet me at the doorway,
And spend the night with me.






It's kind of graphic, but it's the only thing of note I've written recently. So, in an effort to blow the dust off of this blog that no one reads :D I posted it.



Thanks for reading, one or two people, if that many!