Wanna Play?

Do you want to play
A game with no rules
Play your cards right
There’s no way to lose

Whats your wager honey
Kisses
Maybe a touch or two
Strip for me baby
I’ll strip for you

Lapdancing and laughter
Don’t take it too fast
we’ve got all night
Lets make this last

High stakes rollin’
That’s the only way to play
Keep your scorecard handy
It’s gonna be a long day

So much ground to cover
From your hair to your heel
This game never ends
All the bases
That’s what I plan to steal

There is no way to lose
When we play like we do
I’m Ready
Set to go
How about you

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Thirsty

They call me thirsty when I look your way

Naked longing showing on my face,

They say play it cool

Don’t show that you care

Don’t stare,

But I don’t care what they say

If thirsty is what I need to be I’ll be it

Just look my way,

You’re my water, my nectar, my sustenance

Quench my thirst

Rehydrate me

I’m wilting

Your essence is what I want to drink

Don’t leave me dry

Water me

Let me show you

How satisfying it can be

To be drunk

And to drink

I’ll lick every bead

Not a drop unconsumed

I long to glisten

To glow

To be filled to near overflowing

Swallowing all you share

So give me a drink

I’m thirsty

Fall

Fall knows it is not the end

The trees don’t weep in sadness

They don’t let go of their adornment quietly

Our trees go out in a blaze 

A fire of color

Red yellow pale green

Lighting up the horizon 

Bestowing on us a reminder

To not go easily 

Not to let the winds strip you with ease

Your garbs may be threadbare

But you are never naked

Everything needed to survive is within you

So hold fast cloak yourself

Delight in change even as it hurts

Always when you feel transparent

And unappreciated

Then just when you think winter won

And there is nothing left for you

No beauty left in you

The ravages of life threatening to bare you to all

We like trees must get through fall and winter

To return stronger and more vibrant

In spring

Too Much

You could never be too much

Too clingy, too in need of my love

You can always come to me

For hugs,kisses,reassurance given free

But don’t check up on me,

Sleepwalking is no valid excuse

Don’t even start 

Looking for me

If I’m not where I said I would be,

I worry for you

Taking care of all things

Unless I get busy distracted or strange

Then read my mind and know 

That you coming to me then is a no no,

You could never be too much

Until you are

And I am the only arbiter of that bar

You won’t be given benefit of the doubt

When I’m right it’s three strikes you’re out,

And I’m always right

Privilege in membership you see

To the dominant class such as me

Lovely submissive 

Silly little girl

Don’t get your emotion in a twirl

Know that you’re love and adored

Be mindful of your place and all is assured.

Don’t 

Don’t be violent

Don’t show rage

Don’t punch a pillow 

Don’t engage

Be sweet at all times

Feelings be damned

Allowing irritants to rile you

Isn’t ladylike you see

I don’t like it

When you show a face

Devoid of anything but sweetness and grace

Your emotions aren’t justified 

When will you learn 

Although tempers may flare

And rage burn 

You baby girl mustn’t get excited

Take what I give you

Question me not

And please don’t correct me

It simply won’t do

My perceptions are reality

Even for you

I may be short fused

I may even be wrong

But don’t think you will ever have the right of it

That you’ll ever sing your own song

So when things just aren’t right

You’re feeling mislead

Misunderstood even

Keep it in your head

Tempers may flare

Voices may raise

But that’s not for you little one

You must lower your gaze

You have but one recourse 

Which is to silently flee

Because

If anyone is going to throw crockery

It’s me 

Sexy

Laying exhausted 

Bones aching

Sweat streaming

Breath coming too fast

Muscles burning

I smile

You lay next to me legs intertwined grinning

We giggle with the joy of being together and the glow of knowing we still got it

No matter that we are no longer young and fit

No matter that we are chronically tired and sick

No matter that our meds do funny things to our bodies

In this moment we are the epitome of sexy

We know the secret 

The secret well kept from youthful romps

That sexy doesn’t need sleek bodies 

Sexy needs engaged minds 

Creativity

And willingness to own it

Our smiles aren’t only orgasmic afterglow

They are smiles of people that know it keeps getting better with age