The Honeymoon Phase
Don’t just tell me I fuxk good I already know that!
I want you to simp for me
Melt and spill your guts to me
Enamour me w clarity
Lie and tell me all that we could be
Even if it lasts a week for me
I get a taste of who you have the potential to be.
Now Slut me out,
And make this pussy sing you a symphony
On repeat.
This poem is about:
My community