Time Races Forward

When you love

You are uniquely vulnerable

You lay claim to a man like

A queen claims a nation

You crave his flesh, his affection,

his unyielding devotion

Nothing quite prepares you for

the moment he turns his back

The moment he checks his watch

He’s set time free — cutting the bounds

You both used

To hold it still

To keep it chained

To the bed

• Art by @eroticartdrawing •

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