Just a little diddle

The useless method of my valor

My body was bow-ing…

As I was looking out the window at bow-ing

Trying to get off, in time with those take-offs

A hangar there, a hangar here

Coming out of your closet…

That folded shirt

An un-wrinkle in time

That shows your checkered past

That story about how you are built-to-last

Only you can go the distance

Only you can finish this race

But…

My panties are there to be used

To cushion the flow, and capture your blow

My body is your body

Damn right I’m naughty

Speaking in my riddle

And all the while…

I’m still craving just a little…

Diddle

One thought on “Just a little diddle

  1. Checkered past,
    Red flag huh?
    Watching flights,
    Feeling them cum.
    Over and over,
    One by one.
    It’s hard I know,
    It’s hard it’s true.
    But there’s no drop off,
    No easing of you.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave your reflection...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s