In Your Embrace
When I am with you my love
Your feminine sway captivates me
Your milky skin draws me in
Reminding me of me
Out on the street
The late afternoon traffic anonymously speeds by
Oblivious to the genitals that lie hidden beneath my coat
It is only the young wannabe pimp
in his bubble coat and ivy league tongue
who calls out my coochie
“I know what You are!”
“What do you know?”
“If this was a business transaction.
If we were alone, I would still bend you over.”
“I'm not a streetwalker.”
“Oh, but baby you're looking fine. You got all the right curves.”
But You see me.
I am not your auto-erotic prop.
We are two souls traveling the same road
In Cottonwood, AL people would say
We were two men lying together
But they've never tasted you,
They've never breathed in the bouquet
of your clean skin.
Wrapped in your legs
Our bodies like one
My body and my cookie are yours and yours alone