Love in Analogue

A study of pornography

There’s the choking and the biting,
Pleasure mixing with disdain,
As his knuckles start to whiten
And her eyes roll back in pain.

These, if smut is made a measure,
Are the habits of Gen Z.
Couples terrified of touching
Or wrapped in sadistic glee.

Sex has plundered hell for lessons;
Cruelty, and all betwixt.
All the while you lean in slowly,
Kiss, then hold me there transfixed.

And I know within the hour,
Playful lovers, we will drop
Into bed with one another,
Me below and you on top.

Kids can flay each other’s skin off,
If indeed that’s what they want,
I’ve not anywhere exhausted
Bliss with you, my confidant.

Leave the biting to the porn stars,
Or perhaps the neighbors' dog,
For alas our love is simple,
Ancient darling, analogue.

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