tagErotic PoetryThe Corner Stool

The Corner Stool


One day,
just one day in my life
I'd like to be desired
like you are
every day of your life.
To have eyes upon me gazing,
to have thoughts about me steaming,
as to how to get a word in edgewise.
To have someone want to catch my eyes,
to be longed for for an instant,
what a feeling that must be!
I'd be reeling.
Instead, I sit on the corner stool among the assholes,
watching men drool
as I join in.
Oh, to have that feeling just once.

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