Ai No Corrida Poem by Doral Deepset

Ai No Corrida

Rating: 3.0


I hold you gently
in a stranglehold

the softness of your neck
held in the V of finger & thumb

you tell me a little
nervously

I may strangle you
in the height of passion.

I laugh
then

and now I laugh
all the more

seeing how gently you
hold me

in the stranglehold

the softness of my neck
held in the V of finger & thumb

I
too happy

to care if I die
under your hand

strangled in
the height of passion.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Feldman 23 June 2023

An explosion of uncontrolled passion! In very far reaching and wonderful verse. Wonderful! So easily to be read, over and over again! A non contested favorite.

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Lust knows no limits. Nice

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