No. 23

# randy as her lips taste of mimosa
steadily inching closer and closer

her hands under my shirt
I spin her around, lift up her skirt

her chocolate booty I bite
108 degrees Fahrenheit

spinning seductive strands
she melts in my mouth and my hand

Nestlé truffle butter
she speaks my name in stutters

D-D-Dean, I glow and glow
her cream flows and flows

a frenzy from the couch to the floor
on my titillating tour

D double E P
I decree number 23

when the scene dematerialize
before my eyes

at the DMV, “24, calling 24!"
while she heads towards the door

conversing with her current flame
wordlessly she mouths my name

glancing back with the smile of a flirt
sashaying in my favorite skirt #