No Holds Barred Poetry Writing Challenge: Day 22

Today’s prompt for Love Is In Da Blog is to delve into the darker sides of love. Fair warning, I get pretty dark. If you want to read a happier poem, check out my love tanka here. For those of you willing to stick around, brace yourselves.

My lover called himself a wolf.
I didn’t believe him—
his lips were too soft,
his eyes too green, naive—
but when we made love
for the first time,
he flipped me over
covered my head with a pillow
defiled me from behind
the way he’d seen it done in
endless internet movies,
and I finally understood.
He said he liked it—
relished the illusion.
I cried into the lukewarm
bath water of our
porcelain tub when I
realized I wasn’t
the first girl he’d
explored his fantasy with
but I was the only one
who consented.

Nortina

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