Alter Ego


Who is she?
She smokes cigars but still smells
like the first dance of spring.

Thick legs,
beautiful smile,
& a heavy heart.

Hard liquor coats her tongue
& singes your lips.

No make up,
hair unkempt,
brown skin
with worn leather framing her eyes.

Never begging for love.
Touch mimicking light rain,
words like thunder,
& unapologetically
freer than the wind.

Explicitly Yours

Toes numb from drinking.
Calves tingling with anticipation
Knees wobbling
Thighs trembling
Hips wide
Legs parted
No metaphors
It’s sex.

Shivers up spines
Sparks in finger tips
Obsessed with

My 3rd eye is blinded by sexual things.
Hoping if I can perfect the pleasure they bring
I can move on to my spiritual well being.