Sexual Poetry ~ Rose Thorns

Hard maybe soft.
Night’s final tear…
Blood stained pillows.

Blanket held tight.
Soft tissue torn.

Mind heart ripped.
Rose thorn caresses.

Eyes are fury.
Mind of haze.

Nocturnal turns infernal.
Life’s bitter ways.

Simple dance,
plight of souls asunder.

Belligerent release Vs. Intellectual aggression.

Always battling each other.