deepundergroundpoetry.com

As I Walk

Walking down this road
As I walk with mirror in hand
Looking upon myself
Luving my see for where it stand

I'm funny as hell of
An ah womanly ah tender touch
And did not beg this upon me
But so deared to it I am the much

As I Walk....................

I see this begin as is
The middle that could be the end
But this is not an end
That let's me not win

These guys for women
Will not for once compete
And the men have disappeared
Totally from society

I step within the peps
Of my pussy twist display
But ain't gone rush my
Fingers upon something Funnae

I have neatly toned ass cheeks
And yes I'm for womanly
These are the kind of ladies
That happiest my ah nice be

As I Walk..................

Many I see and speak
But none within circle
Has actually invited me

To join them at
Their places of sociality
Within their circle ah funny

Still I go into clubs just
To treat me and the homegirls
To the desires of our own
Eat lives and eat worlds

I still get come ons
From girl younger than 50 me
But it's of too my own
Intertwinly exchangeable intimacy

As I Walk.................

I see I could never leave
This apparent ah city
Unless death removes my
Drive to thrive within this my funny

Seeing It......As I Walk.........











Written by Sandals (Birchel Devon Robinson)
Published
Author's Note
The San Francisco Series is on the up.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 332
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 3:25am by Indie
COMPETITIONS
Today 3:23am by Indie
COMPETITIONS
Today 00:57am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 00:40am by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Yesterday 10:24pm by Indie
POETRY
Yesterday 5:42pm by Liziantus-Marantus