Copperhead
The strike of the serpent's bite...
Enveloped in it's shocking strike one tends to freeze and shudder...
Melting to this moment like the butter on some grill...
She sees symbiotic...
It is night time, we are necking...
Naked on the outskirts...
Flirting on a hill at night...
She's disposed of shirt and bra...
I flow up and down her hill...
Up, and down, and on the level...
Over hills, and dales entwined,
We will fuck into that night...
Digger bee, and wasp homes we make
With all our elemental thrusting!...
Brought to a screaming climax, sealed eagerness on wings...
Want to fall into you like some duel eternal faint...
Watch the gate as it bangs shut on you and me...
You stare down, you see your man...
A copperhead slides out from betwixt
Shuddering legs...
The dudes been bit from sitting down too fast!...
After effective fuck that causes quivering in loins,
You see him die there from a snake bite...
Brings it all into perspective, right?...
The cold winds howl down so strong...
She's now wondering where he went wrong...
3/29/23
Bunny Villaire