Hooker

[i]

I'm tired of being me around you,
you strip
the stranger off of my chest
and expose

the innermost vulnerable parts
groping away comfort as I know it
-it; the wishful thinking
of how I'd like to
be your best punch line and
tie a ribbon around that smirk (as I take over..)
be that vulgar thought and
lie above your goosebumps (as night takes over..)

You take away the personality
and leave my mouth a
Fill In The Blanks
(or is it to leave room for a little something else?)

-as I stutter
dying to utter
the big Os and the poetry;

with no more kisses
to finish my sentences
I've less and less (reason)
to confess

-just how much I long exploit the demeanours of our desire-

[ii]

Hypnotic neon lights, like
a ghastly seduction over your grin,
becoming a shadow that drown the night.
There was something erotic about the profanities
blaring through our ears,
overdone and sickening as the
flirt on our tongues.
I'm fucking you with my eyes (wide open)
with desire to suck in all your sighs;
Instead you break away from my longing clutch
from these awaiting fingers and its reach to touch.
The night's glamour is waning
but your moonlight skin pans
something ethereal over our eyes,

the movement of our hips
the verses of our lips.