Clean

by Jerremy Newsome   Dec 25, 2008


As cascading water descends upon her shoulders as the snow upon a wild mountain sight
She quivers in my chiseled arms as the ecstasy overcomes her body, like that of intense fright
Her hair covers the valley of my elbow gently dancing under the glorious scent of love
As my lips touch hers, but my head is no longer above

Uncovering the sweetest wine that intoxicates my every move, desire, goal and dream
Also reveals the power that will soon corrupt my soul, or so it shall seem
Thusly, her knees have found rest against my brick like shoulders that keep her stance secure
Her song of pleasure radiate through the empty room as my inner beast it begins to lure

I withstand the intense gripping of each nail into my skin
As battle wounds slowly appear on my back, as if fighting a war I will not win
My hands search her body, as I try and wash our sins away
However, cleanliness is next to holiness, and O how unclean we are; and this I must say

To clean together is a unison that bonds us close
As many try to do but we are better than most
The time is here she has begun to caress
As many try to do, but she is the best

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