Dee Wright Poems

I stand before him
fully clothed.

He naked
...

The morning so
beautifully alive

a playful little wind
...

Over my shoulder
he oogles the waitress
attending table no.3.
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I’m Daddy’s
little girl.

I’m Daddy’s
...

My gaze
follows his crotch.

I am pooped out
...

And God created
the world.

And God created
...

What happened last night

I dream about all day long
...

You never could
figure out

how I
...

Tie you to the bed with your own clothes.

Your left hand is held tight by your tie
the right by your trouser belt.
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Tie you to the bed with your own clothes.

Your left hand is held tight by your tie
the right by your trouser belt.
...