Free verse № 37104
The Chastisement of Cupid
What did you do boy
To invoke so much wrath
You lie twisted and naked
Mouth open, eyes bound
And who is the man
Stands gripping your wrist
Face swathed by shadows
Head down, raised fist
What of the woman
Crouched by his knee
Hand pressed to his chest
Eyes pleading, lust spent
She can't save you boy
His hand will descend
The knotted cord whipping
Smooth buttock, white skin
6 comments
was it inspired by a painting?
link will let you see the painting (I've never forgotten it)
http://sunsite.icm.edu.pl/cjackson/m/man
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