UNTITLED... ON PURPOSE
Name me
if you will:
"Platonic Pregnant"
Welcome to my comic
me~
Wholesome side:
I have danced nude
in the rain...
I am very sad
I have streaked
by a dare...
I have trespassed
inside a neighbors anatomy
I have swam butt naked...
I have held a dying stranger
I kissed a girl once...
I have let someone
abuse me
I have no regrets...
I have many regrets
Most important:
A sober moment
I have given
the clothes off my back
as money and shelter
to those whom need...
Back to a lighter side
I wear 100% cotton garments
with tiny tea roses
Made in the USA
Grandma panties too "Grin"
Seldom!
lace will have graced me more
A giant floppy hat
and ballet slippers
dress my crown and soles
I skip thru poppy's
scattered across meadows
and elephant grass
tickle my breasts
Reaching to my lungs
I inhale the scent
of yesterday and today
I'd like to kiss
those full lips
that returns
my virginity
The memory remains
awkwardly the same
nothing and everything
Address me as:
"Celibate candy"
Somewhere you belong
suspended
upon a soft halo
of air
I wrap my mouth
around your mystery
to taste you
Like a cigarette--
I exhale
a PUFF of strange endearment
To blow you away
But you always
return
(((Circling my curves)))
Like that of an another
California sunrise
or that Texas sunset
I once dreamed of...
Come what may-
My estrogen drains
with my emotions~~~
as your testosterone
teases my senses***
Intense chills
rise upon my skin
reminding me
that this feeling
will never be...
...On purpose~
Written by,
Abby lynn
©
2011
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UNTITLED... ON PURPOSE
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