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Erotic Poetry I want to fall asleep
with the spunk of your words
glazing my brain
With the tentacles of your affliction
probing every fold
And the promise of your perversion
oozing into the darkest crevices
I want to fall asleep
swaddled like a newborn
In the cradle
of your sickness
The last two lines strike me
The last two lines strike me as rather eerie. Is that a correct reading?
J-Called
Eerie, ominous...
... these lines were meant to drive home how easily we can become comfortable and even feel safe (eg, cradled) in the twisted, boundary-pushing actions, thoughts, and words of someone with whom we have become enthralled.
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Thank you for explicating
Thank you for explicating that.
J-Called