Poetry

Perky

By day shy and quiet
Perky
By night
Screaming
Thirsty and starving
For your command
I’ll put my fingers in your hair
Scratch just above the neck
Lie your head on my stomach
Your hands wander
When your fingers make contact
I pulsate
I gasp
Pull you closer


A lot of what I’m sharing are from Twitter writing community poetry prompts!

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