Rose Whittington

Fictitious Affection - Poem by Rose Whittington

Say it again, say it again
Let it seep down in my skin
Say the words that will provide
That temporary pulsing pride
You want me in one obvious way
Just for tonight you may
Hold and mold my clay

All I request from you my doll
Compliment my legs, so tall
Tell me I'm smart, tell me I'm cunning
Blood pushes, pulses running
Make me believe in love again
Even if it is simply sexy sin
Roughly grip my soft skinned chin

Stroke the strands that you'll soon pull
Heart thumping, veins throbbing full
I'll never confess to heaven nor hell
In this transaction my form is set for sell
And I can pretend to be your Southern belle

Loved once in the dark
So maybe one day forever
Flawed logic spewed
From the girl claiming clever

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, February 11, 2013

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