he asks about my mouth,
such a silly
foolish
question.
my mouth is capable
of typhoons,
sandstorms,
tsunamis,
earthquakes.
cnn live feed.
my mouth is perfect:
a lower lip i bite
calculatingly and
sharp little white teeth.
it will rip you up
but not spit you out.
(sex is not wine tasting,
if you're into it,
you swallow.)
the stupid twits
you've taken a liking
to seducing
cannot hold a candle
to this
piece of ass.
this piece of ass
is a sharp mind,
a quick wit.
a french accent that
turns you on
with no sex involved.
you can call me
anything you want.
you may have played
the game before.
but you certainly
don't know the rules
in this part of town.
kiss me. hard. |
Submission Name: slander falls from my lips.
