Harsh Words

His words before

The last were 

Harsh

Hardly fit for his goodbye

Said that I 

Was sweet 

Good 

Would always be 

In his heart 

And the hardest part 

Of saying this goodbye

Was knowing 

He'd be leaving this mouth behind

Said my lips 

My tongue

And my hands

All at once had become

The best love 

He'd ever known

And he'd hate to see them go

Anywhere

But down

Maybe now

But no... He really had to go

But did I remember

That time that I made him cry

That I drew it out 

Long and slow 

And sweet 

And that thing 

With my teeth

And how did that even work

How I made his knees

Weak beneath him 

How I managed to look

Sweet beneath him 

How I sometimes 

Slipped a finger in my mouth

And touched just so

Just so he'd make that face 

That made me take my time

And filled his eyes

With heat

As he pressed hard 

Against the insides of my cheek

He said it was

My lashes dark as I looked up

The innocent way that I would

Just

Smile soft around him

For the shortest of seconds

Suddenly threatened

His careful composure

Trying hard not to go over 

The edge, instead he said 

That I was being good 

As he leaned hard against the bed...

No no, not yet, a plea but he

Really liked to make me beg

Press palms against his legs

Be sure to offer him the best

View of me,

Feet tucked beneath

My thighs

Skin bare

Down to the round

Bottom, got him hypnotized

He sighs

Hard

I try to fit his need as far

As I can go

He always tried

My patience

Pressing at my throat

It’s so…

Even then as he spoke

I saw the memories

Took their toll

His whole

Demeanor, leaner

More relaxed

In fact

He asks himself

Questions under his breath

I strain to hear

The rest

The next few words brim with hurt

Expose his thirst

---I think I need to take,

His pauses, causing him to make

The strangest face

---I need you back he states

I’ve made a terrible mistake

And that my love is fate

I walk away and take

Those last few words to heart

I hate to have to say

But sometimes

Life is harsh