poem

Taste

You’ve made sensational claims about my personhood You’ve labeled me a novelty of sorts Skin a color, hair this short, curvy, tall girl Would you go out of your way to taste me? A fruitful goddess you’d devour Take a bite? Not so fast! Friendly may mark the attitude of some deities, but I am …

Quick

See me I am bent Double, triple in time A counterpoint for the thrust Open to the swift shifts in space That make me quiver, shake, moan I’m a moment in eternity as you undo me Do to me as you hold me at the cleft Conquering the great slick divide I am trembling, quaking …

Yes. Please.

Please! I want you to… Pull my hair Again. Please. Mm, yes Because I love the way it feels Smack my ass Once more. Please. Ah, yes Because your handprints ground me Bite my nipples Harder. Please. Yesss Because your teeth sinking in arches me higher Tunnel in Deeper! Please! Ooh, yes Because my surrender …