black tarry ribbon

Black Tarry Ribbon

My burnt sienna colored eyes

Gaze deep into this unnamed woman’s soul

I see her vulnerable lonely heart

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

Her reflection

I know she sees in my eyes

For only a moment she glances away

Afraid yet allured

By

My warmth and sincerity

As if

Admiring herself in my mystic pool of water

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

My words sound genuine

But she’s heard them

From other men before

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

My arm is firmly around her thin feminine waist

My other hand gently caresses the nape of her neck

Holding too her

Long silken brown lengths of hair

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

My bulging biceps contract

And

I pull her womanly body towards me

Her shapely breasts compressed into my chest

Like a boa constrictor

I squeeze and I squeeze

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

Her arms are trapped

Under my black leather jacket

She struggles to pull away

I am too strong

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

My lips I guide to meet hers

Warm and gentle

Soft and electrifying

The fragrance of our breath

Together smells so sweet

The contact of our tongues

Is soothing and moist

This is our first kiss

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

A few more words I speak

She rests her young face

Upon my shoulder

I release her arms

She grasps my waist

And

We both pull ourselves

Into each other

For a total body-to-body embrace

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

The passionate sweaty nights

Roll into blissful weeks

I do not ever leave her side

Her body, heart and soul

Are mine

Don’t fall in love with me

Gerl

I’ll only break your heart

Like a black tarry ribbon

the highway stretches

The white glow of moonlight is serene

The rhythmic groan of my metallic stallion

I hope doesn’t put me to sleep

Twelve hours my rubber wheels turned

Since I left her alone in bed

“I’ll be right back, Bb... we need some bread.”

The next motel is when I sleep

Alone for just this night

What was her name?

Was it Elizabeth...? Oh wait...

I forgot

Oh well... Wtf

That’s what she gets for lovin’ me

the end

Photograph Credit

Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography

@supadupaflygirl

Poem

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

18 March 2011

@ProLifePoet

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