Get Your Premium Membership

I Am So Plain

As they fill me with that delicacy Wetting my inside short of decency Deeping their lips together with their tongues Warm lips,sweet lips and pink tongues Hot hands caressing my outer side Smoothie fingers screwing my waist Dabs of lipstick decorative to my neck Cigarette smoke scenting my body Club life night work, I do care Like a whore, partying at night I sleep by day Decent by Dawn ; dirty at night Claws tapping on me, Different rhythms, different hues Tapping blues,some of joy Every outing it's rough night I see my kind ,Dying every night I Have been caught twice ,Falling to my death I have been drenched in tears,I tasted gore There are perfect nights so are crazy ones I dine with the upper class, In their night garments I am not femanine neither masculine They kiss me both,men and women I have no preference,I love them all I am not sophisticated,but plain I am the inside and outside, of myself I am nothing else, but a WINE GLASS

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things