By Anonymous Onyx


I just want to tear your clothes off
Spread you eagle or
Flip you over
Frisky like a beagle
Please blow me like a bugle
Stare me down ravenously like an eagle
Anticipating my arrival like a sequel
No hesitation like the back of a car ride – tight space like a beetle

Tired again!!??
Damn! That many headaches is a sin!!
I don’t comprehend?
Did I offend?
This happens so often now -- it’s become a trend


Periodically
is how often I get it
I’m left reading a periodical
You say this week you are on your period.
But that excuse has run-on too long. [PERIOD!].


I’ll have the candle’s lit (If that’s your wish)
Your eyes on me and icing on you I’m ready to lick
That romantic-ish
but I rather have the dirty shit
The phone call “meet me at 11:30 ish”
Where?
“On 35th and Broadway
No need for a Manhattan
Just stick up da’ bushwick”
You pull up then I’ll pull up my skirt quick
No knicks to pull down”
(Hey! Now that’s amore)
“And baby….I don’t care whose around”
“Just get ready to open these brown thighs and then pound
Push it- then pull out
And push again!!”(You grunting noises  and I‘m making groaning sounds)
“Tear my clothes off like a Christmas day gift”
I’ll heat up and blow out your lake like LeBron James and Wade did
In your waters, if only you’ll let me enter and wade in
Why you keep me in the ER waitin’
This is triage!!
I think I’m close but once again this is just a mirage (MEE-raj).
 


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