A thumb – intently placed on chin

caressing every freckle into a letter

that spells out a story blushing lips

that remand and remade the ending

Forefinger – smoothing the jaw

straight as lines read and re-read

he turns her over like a page

his favourite fable, every inch

a mythology of unreason.

Genteel palm – perfectly placed

on ripened white, depressing sp...

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Moon beckons a beacon for the night demon’s path. Comfort strewn by creaks
of cooling corners in the bedroom.  Dutiful goodnight kisses obligate a renewed
commitment to freshly etched, stone set commandments of the marriage rite.

Left alone, he clicks familiar websites, browsing history carefully kept out of sight.
Easing tension transiently until eyes hit on a caress of a photo...

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“I love this bed” you sigh. Half clambering, half enticing.

Socks fly chaotically towards carefully folded suit trousers

on the stair banister outside our door. Seductively deluded

domestic comfort. We mock the coupling joggers sweating and panting.

Beating the towpath in desperate lust for a BMI of whatever. We know

a much better way to keep the pounds off by keeping poundi...

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“Remember these times.” Urging me earnestly

whilst you nuzzle my hair down there.  I dizzy and delight

at your glasses still on. A wicked glint behind

magnified - tantalizes. I draw breathe, thighs tense.

I protest “No, no, you can’t do that it’s the wrong time of….”

You can. You will. You do. Body squirming, eyes wide,

I clutch the duvet, horrified. Yo...

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I arrive. Quickly turning bedroom from Rome into Alexandria.

Skin up, pop a cork to dilute our blood with Bollinger.

Determined to mix up a confidence to conquer,

goddess summoning up a strip tease of your morality.

“The triple pillar of the world transformed into a strumpet's fool.”*

Coiling concubine - arabesque around your thighs to

nourish exo...

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For two days and two nights we architect a megalomania

in defiance.  Disguised in stray abandon amongst oblivious streets.

Scavenging on Oxford Street you buy skinny black jeans and converse.

Just like mine. We shamelessly crawl sex shops for new toys

and sully Soho square’s benches with marijuana smoke. 

You recite poetry loudly, off the cuff of your duffle coat,

none o...

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Never expect but always must anticipate
Children now asleep, I am freshly bathed
His fantasy diverting to an eager soliloquy
Gentleman caller
raps my door delicately

Dutifully agitated into dazed acquiescence
He thrusts me forward, a quickening zealous
One hand over mouth, other girdles my belly
Gentleman caller
then politely assaults me

I turn on kettl...

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