I need for you to understand that she
does occupy my ev'ry waking thought
with glossy raven hair that hangs so free
to spill upon her shoulders, which are sought
by dresses that she wears, but never found,
for always at her arms the straps are loose,
which leaves th'attire hanging, barely bound,
to cling so desp'rately for lack of use,
revealing, often, round and supple breasts,
which barely are concealed legally;
but thighs that are expos'd, I do like best
and she is not afraid to let men see,
so certainly! I'll pay your given price
for her to satisfy my needs tonight
YOU ARE READING
Standalone Poetry
PoetryBecause sometimes I feel like it. They'll probably always conform to a format because I'm not great with free verse, so I strongly encourage looking up the rules of any forms you see here and don't understand.
