[Coitus Interruptus] a poem

[Coitus Interruptus] a Poem

I’ve learned as a lover,

to see beloved,

learning,

frustrated;

then distantly disdained,

departed,

and fate rests in all the stars.

Over your breasts, my seed will contend:

glowingly ripened to only fall to pathology,

 and also your mouth desire to swallow

so that your own pleasure superintend

Dontrell Lovet't

-from [The Paper Womb II]