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Feb 2016
I'll be honest,
I am ravenous.
As a lady shouldn't be,
but as I most certainly have been -
since the forever of my time.

What I need, only you can give.
And you promised - yes, you did.
Without you, Elsewhere is but a dismal place
of dissatisfaction and dismay.
I'm not going where
there is no light of day.

It's your turn to see me,
flatter me - call me -
get hard for me -
show me - fill me up -
rough me around: all that stuff.
What the **** are you waiting for?
We're dying every day
and everything is grey
until we kiss.

I'm clamoring!
Confusion has me stammering!
I can barely ask the question,
and I will not
change positions.
I still trust my intuition...

I still lack all inhibition.

I'm still holding out hope
for this spiritual mission.


I'm still depending on you,
Oh, I am,
though I'm so tired
of trying to understand
the motives of a man.
biche
Written by
biche  53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land
(53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land)   
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