Queens Pipe Dream

An isolated glare From across the room Suggest me to conclude It will be on....very soon We sit and stare As you lightly tug The ends of my hair The sensation of your lips Makes it extremely pretentious To resist the infatuation That wants to erupt Deep-seated on the inside Like a physician You began dissecting My complete anatomy I’m now enrolled In your school of your sexual academy A robust thrust Of unadulterated lust Zoomorphic characteristics Now this carnal game Is becoming quite sadistic Soulful sounds Yes, this the way Grown folks...get down One exuberant tear I cried After all of that I feel unoccupied Another part of me ceases to exist Because my flesh Just could not resist Exotic bliss