You Turn Me Your Side Poem by Ari Alsio

I am a cold woman
colder than the autumn garden
love is the black stone
which exudes from me slowly

I'm cranky aunt
in me is only a woman's shells
in my eyes, I only see the money
Cynicism is the only brainchild

Hi, this is not a kiss
I'm a homeless street cat
apologies from
I want do it a decent pair of the bed.

If you have an imagination
imagine it two minutes
it is more than make love
than the sex that I can give you

Do not touch me the walls fall down
although I am not a care hard
I can bite my lip already
in my mind I sort of dirty linen

I do not understand what men see in this
two people at each other's throats
sweat in order to get satisfaction
that never come to me

Even a minute and you're done
you turn me your side
as soon as you fall asleep
and I must monitor the snoring