Infaptuation
Poetry prompt: infatuation
I’ve had all the girls
a thumbnail at a time —
black girls, white girls,
red nails, blonde curls,
small girls, old girls
skinny girls, gay girls
tall girls, shaved girls
girls with white pearls
girls who needed help
girls from different worlds
girls who were guys
but are in fact girls
after all —
and of all these girls
only you — my sweet Destiny
only you — got a hold of me
these other girls
couldn’t hold a bright
burning dildo up to you
let alone a carrot or a candle
but here’s a candle
I’ve lit for you —
waxed it hasn’t waned
red hot naked flame
dancing in the dark
love is my purple vein
speaking from the heart
I’ll bare my ugly soul
if you would bare for me
what lies between the folds
invite me then bind me
swallow me up whole
with those lustful lazy eyes
that love to rock and roll —
muffled by a duck down pillow
moans from the deepest throat
longest pleasured sighs
and to my pleasant surprise
itty bitty blonde hairs
on the backs of your thighs —
we’re getting closer
you and me
do you feel me there —my sweet Destiny
in the arc of your arching back
in the quiver of your quivering lip
in the crease of your curling toes
in the rush to your blushing cheeks
in the perfumed air of your perfect orgasm
this is where our worlds meet
we are the rising of the cream
and Destiny —
I love —
I — ugh, ugh, oh
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