- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Pacify
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simple sarcasm is not a sin
not that I know of
but what of the bite and rub?
how to smooth the rough, thick skin
my baby grows in protection
like calloused feet accustomed
to barefoot walking
down gravel roads.
I want my baby soft, pliable
roses only add scratch and fire
heart shaped boxes
smell of capitalistic insincerity
jewelry will only increase probability
of pseudo pout and aloof arm crossing
“come on baby
you know I love you
this is just how I am”
never, ever works
when my baby cries,
I just roll her up a poetry pacifier
she suckles and smiles
swear I heard a purr
under the clunk in the closet
as she searches for her stilettos
with laces pulled tight
just the way I like
- COMMENTS
YDDabout 20 years ago...and "roses only add scratch and fire" make this poem worth the read by themselves.
sandspikeabout 20 years agoI love the start and wasn't ready for the finish. A
kinky cool surprise at the end.
