#sensative
I smell like regret, intertwined with sweat.
The Lord's Prayer is resting on my tongue, under my breath.
There's heavy sighing, eyes closed, I's dotted with hearts, X's and O's.
... yet no one knows.
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 5:27 PM UTC
The “Perfect” Man
He will get inside my head before he crawls into my bed.
He will be an articulate gentleman, but, straight up gangster when it’s time defend me.
He will kiss me in the club, but, beat up the **** that walks by me and grabs my ****
He will be sensitive enough to read my poetry in the park, yet, adventurous enough to make love underneath the stars when the sun goes down.
He will not be a “Prince charming”. I don’t need saving.
He will be the beast that steals me away from the fool, and makes me understand what a real man’s touch is supposed to feel like.
You see, it’s not hard to be the “Perfect” man. You will already be perfect if it’s meant to be.
Randy McPeek
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC