Not pursuit of but perfected- benz not the lexus
skin so soft, toes suckable, eyez warm,
embrace- unforgettable
if she would call me baby, my soul would churn, -
my butter baby
her company is never wasted, every moment cherished, priceless-
my visa baby
lips suckable, touch soft, body if not hot
luke warm
us together volcanic, erupt slow
did I mention her smile?- unforgettable
she makes me wonder…so innocent sometimes
but I seen her be naughty
she needs discipline, long and deep
so it penetrates, I wonder could she take it?
breathe baby slow 1-2-3- labor.
I say baby “where u at?”
She says “where u want me?”
I say “dayum”
She says “what…?”
I say “nothing”
pause.
That feeling, that yearning desire, not spoken but yet understood
“baby?”
She says “yes?”
“I’m coming”
she says “not yet”
I smile.
I hear her grinning
knock knock on her door
me waiting- anticipation
her love, how she looks, her smell, her taste
door opens slowly
I’m about to see her face
then I awake
on brick- frustrated.
thinking who said that couldn't be
my reality-no hesitation
scrolling her name, I dial
phone ringing- anticipation
She picks up
She says “hey-”
I exhale and utter “aye, just listen…”
