Cake And A Gift

"Two lonely people find a way."

Skin to skin they lie, “Only expected cake,” he gaspsShe whispers, “Two lonely people.”“I’m sevent—"“No ages.”“You’ve often brought cake.”“Your birthday.”“Your gift? Touching your breast?”“You’ve always ogled them. I wanted your touch. Yesterday, while gardening, you removed your shirt.”“You noticed?”“From my...

My Mother Warned Me

"The warning falls on flat ears"

My Mother warned me about you, The sweetness of your tongue. Sensations spiralling the moon, While I heard the message you sung. My mother warned me of your animal ways Walking on your hind legs, head held high. Goatish beard...