I’m the want she want.
To
everything your defiance.
A
poets lot ceaseless.
She
tribute to missive
she give life to.
Lord over it all
as she sex pot.
This commonality
linger for long.
Linen and little else.
In some quarters
lauded charm alarm.
I’m just the wicked
goose bump her skin.
Full
lips and jinx.
The
genesis, the to-do.
The
pliant and flamboyant.
Prize
in your diary.
Want for you a mutual
that make it art.
In
this we’re candid.
Love
is pestilence but timely
act
of kindness.
Once
in motion change
in
social grace form consent.
Local trick.
It don’t go but spit on it.
Virtue
weaponized.
This
way unrefined.
The surge in happenstance
she delight in. GL©