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Stefanie Meade Apr 2014
He wants a sugar spun girl-
no lemon *****, no licorice, no peppermint.
Hard rock candy.

You gotta be sweet for him to crave you.
Sweet on the tongue, sweet on the eyes
in a package easy to tear, pop, unfold.

He likes it dayglo and with sprinkles,
marshmallow soft,
moldable and meltable ,
milk chocolate, white chocolate.
He shies away from bitterness.

Don't you dare fill him up.
He has a real meal waiting,
somewhere else, later.

Your job is
to be consumed.
What you need doesn't matter.

He wants candy, girl, not a meal.
Better sugar coat it,
or he won’t buy you
and you want to be bought,
don't you?
Pop culture treats many women and girls  like nothing but a product to be consumed and used. Sadly, a lot of these same women and girls buy into this, or aspire to it.
Travis Green Oct 2023
Don’t let go of me
Take control of me
Console me, stroke me
Provoke me, rope me
Hold me spellbound

Behold his mind-blowingly
Awe-inspiring machoness
Engrossed in thoughts
Of his flawlessly four-star hotness
Be my most coveted possession

My fresh majestic Prince Charming
Let me feel the indestructible power
Of admirable indescribable desirableness
He finesses my incredible meltable vessel
Takes my breath away

I take in his intoxicating manliness
Feel his super sensual sexiness
Surge through my veins
Entice him to devour my entireness
Scrutinize and impound me

Mess with my mind
Arrest my sight
Throw me off my game
Make me bow down to him
Vow my life to him

Love on him
Have dewy dreams of him
That has me hooked on his ruling smoothness
Like hypnotic drugs
The way he touches me blisses me out

Got me going crazy
With his sweet talk
So hopped up when I marvel
At his rock-hard love rocket
Got me feeling like
I hit the jackpot

He enthralls me when he majestically walks
Into my gay world
Takes me down without hesitation
Makes me feel his earth-shaking bass
Circulate through my creation

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