lust's lexicon

 
hitchhiker of the mind
you fondled my dreams
then fingered them all
leaving me dirtied

they once amused you
so you thought to keep one
picked it up and put it in your pocket
leaving me utterly manhandled

poetry my passion
I wrote to you but that wasn't enough
you wanted to imprison my words
jail me inside them

I cursed you--
while you bent them to suit you

my lexicon of fantasy
a personal thrill
until your name no longer appeared

you haunted me
until reality caught up with dreams
casting me the Queen of the obscene

a fem fatal over men's pornographic lusts
a reel to reel playboy bunny
erecting pleasure in whomever I touch