Blue Jean Girl

Wild Heart Scribe

Blue Jean Girl
Hot Denim
Moist and wet
Catch his eye
Like a Goliath beetle in a net
Vows made to another
He soon forgets
Her icy grip around his heart
Leads only to perfect death
Before him his choices are set
And he goes the way of the flesh
Convenience is a dangerous bet

Blue Jean Girl
Slick Denim
On all fours
At his back is the door
But her itching eyes
Quake him to his core
It’s easy to die in convenience
And he clenches her with no thought
Her arid breath
Slices, dices, and cuts through
His medal of honor

Blue Jean Girl
Smooth Denim
Back and forth
If in her grip he expels his last breath
It would be his one chance to get away
Her words of convenience make it easy
So easy to stay
Day turns to night turns to day
It gets so…

View original post 49 more words

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s