"Hard times" by Fayyaz Minhas

Yes, at times the lover is rough
She bites and puts her long nails into the flesh of your back
Until your eyes water
and you moan her name or "Oh God!"
In pain
Or in ecstasy?
Maybe a mix of both!

Yes, it leaves you with hickeys that, at times, never go away
They become tattooed on your skin
And this embarrasses you in front of strangers
But it gives you
Sweet memories of the times she was closer to you than your own breath....
Don't be angry at these moments of pure, unadulterated pain
This wasn't a test
Or punishment for failing in one!
It's just the way she is!
Don't make yourself suffer!

Remember! during all that time
She was holding you
Letting you cup her breasts
And giving you her warmth and wine
And not letting you fall off the bed!