What was once a minor yet constant
drumming behind my eyes
Tap tap tapping between my thighs
is now an obnoxious thunder clap
The crush will not be quashed
Sly and hateful you are to keep at it
The desire has not quelled
Wicked and conniving you are, a bastard
Trap trap trapping relentlessly no bligh
Sneaking your love right past my barriers
A once subtle flash now an explosion everlasting
making magic granite from recyclable plastic….