About Wishing

I wish I could be all that she ascribes
the praise and kind words abound
and relish the thought that the reality
even comes close to the image she has

I wish I could take her and dick her magnificently
move her to wetness like her better poets inspire
or be a fly on the wall when she engages that body wonderland
in the throes of self satisfaction

I wish too I could spark that heat when her silhouette surrounds my brain
my phallus the object of her desire
unmitigated and unchecked bodily cravings
like the elements of any season I cherish the attributes

I wish that I could give her my whole landscape
the full picture and not just the varnish of social media
present the opportunity to walk away or remain
in the aftermath of the connection between our physiques