Rock Steady
12 December 2020 Saturday Poetry Prompt: role reversal
She-mature orgasm That’ll ruin the show Marriage before fornication Hon, who would even know?
Crocodile tears you fake Boy, you’re just goin’ cray-cray So, I whisper sweet nothings Can’t we just do fun things?
Bend over and show me That spec-muscular bootie Rope you up nice and tight As we cock steady all night.
Your leather to my lace Not a race, just keep pace Spill me some sugar Come tickle my feather.
Call me or text? Sure won’t wait by MY phone Such sizzling sex but Grab your pants, just go home.
~Well, this role reversal prompt could have taken many turns, but I couldn’t stop thinking about premature ejaculation, how this must REALLY suck for men, and that there is no way that a woman can even relate. Our sexual pleasure can be so covert and mysterious! ?We can fake it all night long! So, please don’t judge as this poem is a bit raunchy and silly. You can find J.D. Harms' Saturday Poetry Prompt by following this magnanimous link:
