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

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