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©