Holy Union (a two speaker poem)

With ebon hair and eyes afire, you throw me down with brash desire. **Sweet supple lips and velvety thighs, I push you hard to hear your soft cries.** I cry out loud and then beat you back, appealing to emotions you lack. **Tasty nipples and legs that won't quit, the more you fight the harder I get.** You bite so unkind and make me bleed, while harshly saying it's what I need. **You're so wet and I know you want more, can't get enough 'cause you're such a whore.** With tears now dry and my hope withdrawn, I wonder where my courage has gone. **I touch you so right and make you cry, your cunt feels so good that I soon die.** Battered, broken, and lying there cold, I understand it's my life you hold. **I get up to leave and kiss your hand, then pause to study our wedding band.** You kiss me and tell my how you care, then you burn me with a daunting stare. **A small band of gold that says you're mine, a union holy an so divine.**