You Can Leave All Your Clothes Off
A Two-Sonnet Acrostic
You can leave all your clothes off when you laugh
Over the fact or the lie that life sucks
Underneath the veneer of a bar graph
Computed per your lustful DD cups
Ass to ass we touch with sweaty fingers
Nestling between moments of reverie
Lust turns to love as our feeling lingers
Entering a path towards memory
Along the way to your pussy I stop
Visually captured by the sweet scene
Elongated I appear like a prop
Anaesthetised to any other mean
Leave me be between your thighs till I die
Loving you is after all my goodbye
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You can leave your clothes off when I cry
Over the fact of the lie you are mine
Underneath a wish unfulfilled I try
Recollecting the events and the line
Culminating in your eyes closed for fear
Love will return to lust along your spine
Overbearing almost all that is dear
To each mind wearing a mask as a shrine
Heavily breathing between folds and lips
Every runaway thought desires you more
Surrendering to the drive of your hips
Oozing between our tongues some words give roar
For my love for you I will remain there
Forlorn with nothing else profound to bare
Joe Cocker - You Can Leave Your Hat On
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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