please, may i...

oh hello there
you seem to say
unsurprised by my eyes lapping up your bare and tempting legs
how you burn right through me
consuming my presence
wrapping your noose around balls
and dragging me into a compliant arousal

i am kneeling both in mind and in body
deeply in your oubliette from which i stare
even as your passing smile greets the forest of eyes upon you
And i crumble soaking in those milk white thighs
Prancing toward their prey

you must turn cattle of men into weasels
feeble men sprawling at your feet
feeling our desires profound
Thinking we are jewels in your ruff
yet, you see through
Our veiled and empty pants and moans
and i turn bright red at the reflection of my own cliche

Let me spend the day in the corner of your eye
under the bright sky of your denial
in the exercise gym of your ‘No’
where fireworks sprinkle cascading ‘never’s
and goodbyes always coupled with ‘but continue...’