I can shed my clothes faster
than your whispered question
I can pretend that I'm not
your final destination

I can bounce from star to star
and then drape myself over the moon
If you want to cross the sky on the Sun
I'll even sigh, and pretend to swoon?

Going so far as that seeing you asked
if the money laying in a stack
was enough to take you to Heaven
and I'll pretend Hell is not at your back

I'll lie still as you lay on me
in my ears your words don't flay me
your hot breath is my warmth for the day
So sad, wouldn't you say?

I'll be all you don't want me to be
***** Girl
Little Wife
Some forgotten hold out from some Sorority!

If someday
maybe
you might let me be
*Me?