Today’s featured piece comes from a young lady who I hold dear to my heart. Her words are the back drop for the experiences that both men and women share alike. I am thankful that she shared this with me, I appreciated it and I hope that you do too!
I Wear My Pussy On My Sleeve
In the interim of love…I Fuck
My mind knows its wrong
My heart is still lonely
My pussy throbs
I just need someone to hold me
I know better than this
Callin me at 3 O’clock in the morning
So I fight with myself…
Do I let him in and feed my thirst?
Do I close my legs and go to sleep 1 more time without the satisfaction of a nut?…
Or do I just play with myself…maybe then I’ll feel the burst
I know you don’t love me…Hell, I can’t stand the sight of your face
But I love you when you lick me from front to back to get your early morning taste.
I know that after you bust its all over
We pretended to be in love for a couple of hours
I fixed you dinner…you rubbed my feet… we showered together…and laid in the stank until the morning rose
But I know when I see you in the street we’ll do even more actin’
Scene 2
We’ll pretend as if we are buddies throwing insults at each other so no one will suspect a thing…that shit hurts….
Maybe 1 day, I’ll stop wearing my pussy on my sleeve.
~Jazz
Recent Comments