PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I lie in front of you and watch you

I'm angry and

you are gently

Stroking. 

My last nerve.

You are squeezing the last

bit of my happiness

Ringinf it out of me

And then you

rub 

along the edge of my

emotional subconscious until I'm

Primed.

And ready to

Explode beneath your

Intelligent Hands.