I Know

When they look at me
I know
That icy cold leaky milky white
I came you didn't
But I don't give a fuck
Come hither smile
I know
That vanilla-not into kink
Ladies man killer snake smile glance
That one-stop filler up
Babydaddy love juice
Girl, what you mean I gotta wear a rubber look
That lingering lust sigh
That comes right after
Yes, I'm married but I'm a nice guy
I've never cheated on my wife before
But girl, you've got some shit
That makes a man high
Intoxicated by your spellbound beauty
Cause its your eyes that have me mesmerized
Stimulated
And I'm leaving her for you, Boo
But why do you look so jaded?
Let's leave the details for later, and
We'll discuss it after the holidays
For now I've got ways
To turn you on and freak you out and
If you shout my name aloud
I'll let you play along in my game
Until my eyes become glazed and
All the days we shared
Stolen butterfly kisses and caterpillar caresses
Slowly inching up and down
The backs of each others' necks and around
To the small of our backs
Teasing the cracks of each others asses until
Suddenly he
Transforms the definition of amnesia
And it becomes the mantra of married men
Who forget their intention to be real men and
Instead they lose their heads
Behind their dreads and
When they look at me
I know
I don't catch their eyes because
The focus is down my thighs and
Past my calves and around my ass
Completely halting at the
Red light polish on my
Candy apple toes and
Sometimes one will think he knows
How to seduce me with his ability
To obey my commands and
Uses his hands to
Rub away my apprehension at his perversion
For my feet
Which only take up 10 inches of my body and
Even if he did have half those inches on any body
part
I'd want to be loved more than as a
Sex whore
So when they look at me
I know
When they mean to take over where the
Invasion of the body snatchers left off
Stealing souls and counting goals scored 'til bored and
The stakes are raised to
Gender terrorism from
Mind fucking and
For a bit of romance thrown in
Occasionally
One might allow me squeeze
Poetic lyrics from
The corner of my lips
If they fit while he's busy
Stuffing me with his
Leering love muscle
Choking my licking lyrical tongue 'til he's done and
I know
But what I don't know is
Why I remain
To him a ho when
I've got so much more to give
Besides instant gratification and
Momentary relaxation from his
Bullshit
I need more than 10 seconds of adulteration
Its becoming clear to me that
I will no longer gain satisfaction
From the selfish stimulation and
One minute foreplay and
3 lines strung together
for a day or night of his pleasure and
Ejaculation
No more will I be a whore
'Cause what I know is that
when they look at me
they don't see a fucking thing
no mater how big my ass gets and
I know
I don't need a look
A lick or
A fuck
What I need is
Love
This I know