I sink deeper into the atmosphere we were responsible for,
in silence my eyelids and I fight the sunlight’s slow and crescendoing intrusion,
wondering if she is still asleep
or if she realized by now that every time she makes the slightest fidget
away from the center of the bed
I bite her

right where her lower abs meet her hip flexor
on the outside
I wanted to have her learn I am consistent.
she didn’t have to give consent,
degenerates like me don’t care

if I want the cake and proceed to eat it before day break
then so be it.
Nuzzling now
her lips press their frozen presence into the space under my jaw
and a warm gust of her pushes my sideburns up

my chest jumps
lumps in my veins snowball and create
the feel of cherry bombs popping
at every nerve ending I had forgotten

it rings me.
how could I let her trick me into jostling my babe awake?
and all before the alarm.
I grow the wings of a vicious pelican, expanding my span
using my featherish lips to attack her out of cryostasis
she curls up, afraid of more laughter and pushes her tongue through the gap she made
between her bottom and top rows of teeth.
she glows better than the bringer of days
the sun must find me insane.

I didn't know what to think,
Pinned down I was in a single blink.

Tackled down viciously, and no restraint
My body ached, lungs incapacitated and body weight faint
Light it was, but enough to bruise my chest
Dexterous hands she boasted, but she didn't rest

I struggled under her dominance
Such powerful grip she had in instant
I bucked with each movement she made
The soft round firm muscles of her *** perfectly shaped

Each moment she came down on my crotch
A searing fervor of heat with no stop
The wetness of her lower walls embracing
My own growing arousal without any patience

"What now Big Boy?"

"I'm not your **** toy."

She huskily grew closer to my ears
All the while her juices dripping clear
I could tell by strength and knowledge alone
That my hip flexor muscle was now torn

Definite eroticism in such a goddess
But actions alone proved her not modest
My heart throbbed and rapidly palpitated
The eagerness in her position accelerated

"Ugh...stop it what I do this time?"

"Nothing. Its what you didn't do tonight."

She continued to gyrate and elevate
I felt the indefinite bruising in my wrist dictate
The growing heat and pleasure she was feeling
Not something that I wanted, but wasn't disagreeing

I wanted to slow her down and pick up with reason
She slammed her lips with mine as if it was treason
The blood on my mouth and her own scent
Just raised the growing ****** tensions present

She moved and moved and it grew into a frenzy
Clothes discarded, shoes unwanted, undoubted human chemistry
Face to face, eye to eye, power on her cause I was denied
Any action to pleasure in form, but it was no truth I was lied

"Keep going Big Boy."

"I'm not your **** toy."

Placing hands on my chest, feet to my face
Beautiful dominance, in every possible way
Denial isn't easy, but it sure is powerful
*** she was going to get, but at her own disposal

Eli Junior(c)

Dear Body,
Why do you torture me so?
Muscles, bones, tendons
All perfectly assembled
So why do you say no to me?
Running, Running, Running
Pain, Pain, Pain

Shin splints, they said
Hip flexor, they said
Once better, the rest
said 'me too!'

Dear Body,
We're in this together
For the long haul
Together we rise
Together we fall

Is it blood, or is it wine,
That drips down your pallid forearm.
Tracing your flexor carpi.
Chasing your elbow sharply.
Dancing to your palpitating heartbeat.

Mucous lines-
Your nose;
     The tattered sleeves of your unwashed clothes

You sit there, at the cluttered table, across from her coffee cup
You sit there, muttering your woes.
Seething as you stare at it.
It's still half empty,
Within it a kaleidoscope of mould grows.

As the bacteria grows, and she begins to decompose.
It chews on her skin,
Six foot under, in the hardwood coffin she now resides in.

It's time now.
Let go from within
Stand up now.
Drop her coffee cup.
Drop her coffee cup
     In
          To
               The
                     Bin.