I certainly don’t go to work to play But I’m definitely not here to entertain your attitude So do us both a big favor And keep your mouth shut
Gentle slide Easing forward Expanding my horizon
Let’s turn the tables I’ll teach you What it feels like To be the one Who gets Fucked
Chipped black polish Screaming about no regrets And one night stands And another round with him More like smeared mascara On eyes and sheets Mixing with the evidence of sex You can smell on me I’m a good girl A good time girl Putting nail marks in your back So you’ll leave baggage for my …
Don’t speak I’ve invited you here To see To feel To taste I am open So ready No words Only an act so sweet Take All of me But don’t speak
Does our tenuous connection hold you so tight? The “I” of it tries to tie me when this “miss” was made to believe that the “you” just wanted a fluid exchange So our loose strand that was no more than a hairbreadth from breaking apart Suddenly feels like a solid tightrope This “I” can still …
He’ll only take what’s served Plated up Willingly conferred He’ll eat with his fingers Devoted to culinary completion Submission made sweeter When the honey is offered On a silver platter With bread to soak up the juice And wine to compliment the taste
She Is ever ready Body displayed A perfect example A beautiful presentation Posed for one purpose Yet carelessly forgotten
When I’m awake this late My mind going for reasons unstated I become excited by dawn Eager for the brushing streaks My face turning to the window My eyes searching for the sun’s blush Taking snapshots of the sky mentally Holding the first breath of perfection Making it mine for just one moment Praying I …