You Are Not Cute
You Are Not Cute
Are you cute
Dare anyone should say
To label you so frilly sweetly
And make of you more akin
To a Disney Panda of a Tinkerbell fairy
Cute
Does not belong between your breasts
Nor define the shape of your neck
Neither does it strip in the tousles of your hair
Or lay bare against your thigh
At midnight
It cannot trace the lines of sweat
As panting soft throws back your head
Or ride to the subtle whip of your eyes
No, it cannot define the soft bitten lip
Or echo those moans that leave you wet
Dripping in the hunger for my woman
Cute
Is not predisposed to handle such feminine wiles
That turn my head and heart to mush and mess
When raw and naked lust sources my fingertips
And I am lost in shuddering trembling curves
When I am drinking in everything feminine
As your body arches
Nor can it hold you in a moment
And simply etch your beauty through my blood
With the sway of your hips as you walk
Or play with that sweet tongue sexual
As we talk
Neither can it flutter on your eyelids
Or even perchance linger on a wisp caught at the corner of your mouth
It will never hold me in the throws of loves worship
When your form describes a female so perfect
From the tip of your nose to the end of your toes
As you thrill and seduce
A stripper still clothed
Boiling in my cauldron of want
Cute
No my love, you are not cute
How could a ravishing radiant vision of womanhood
Be ever defined
As such
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