Monday, March 11, 2013
Isle of Sappho
How do I tell you I want to see you naked?
How do I let you know I want to take off your
clothes?
I’m curious of your femininity—
The shape of your breasts,
The scent of your hair,
The taste of your lips—
So sweet to kiss.
How do I tell you I want you?
This feeling’s so new—
I’ve never liked a woman the way I like you.
In typical fashion, I bare myself to paper.
Pen as my witness, I desire your flesh.
Labels:
bored,
interested,
muse,
poem,
poetry,
redheads,
sapphic curiosity,
thoughts,
tits
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