ode to a cumslave

 
she’s just a whore, she’s just a cumslave
I came to give, so cum I gave
she’s naked like the girls who spread on the rocks
& fingers her pussy when she’s sucking cocks

she’s up for a game of suck-off chess
shoot a load on her face & make her a mess
she’s never the queen, she’s only a pawn
who fucks every knight till he’s done & gone

she judges a stud by the length of his hang
one man’s not enough, it takes a gang
she’ll kneel in the alley & soil her dress
would she beg for a facial, on her knees she cries yes

a tramp from the streets where she learned how to suck
she knows being used is the cost of a fuck
wildly wanton & wet is the price of her shame
she’ll kiss me farewell & forget my name

she fucks with a heart that’s troubled & sold
& love is a story that will never be told…


(Art: Hanna Forman)