I couldn't help myself. In response to sexual fantasy poetry, I just had to write a poem from the point of view of the other partner who wasn't having the fantasy, as an antidote. I just thought there might be some interesting results. Feel free to post your anti-fantasy poem on this thread if you have one.
It's been years since I've tried my hand at poetry (Hi, by the way, I'm new here.), but I happened upon this thread and it really struck my fancy. So here's my meagre attempt:
Every time she moans, “I’m yours, I’m yours
You own me
Forever”
I pretend I haven’t heard
Recoil inwardly
And touch her even better
Trying to drown out the words…
She pretends it’s love
Every touch a promise
My fingers thrusting into not just cunt but heart
Reality’s not enough
So I stop her words with another kiss
Thinking, this time I’ll leave
This time
This time I’ll let her down
Gently, if I can
I never said I loved you
Never staked a claim
Remember how we said before that this is just
Stop it, I don’t want your love
Just let me fuck you harder
I don’t own you, don’t want to
Stop forcing your love, demanding my love
Demanding more than I have to give you
She cums.
She cuddles close
And doesn’t speak
Drifts to sleep
She’s so goddamn happy.
When will I break you?