The bodice fell from
Her with a whisper, and I
Was captivated

The bodice fell from
Her with a whisper, and I
Was captivated
I want to see you
naked. Undress, take pictures,
Send them to me, please
Only then can I
Find solace in rapacious
Ever growing lust
You must do this for
Me. Such a small thing to give.
To me, everything.
The harder you fight,
The hotter this gets me, so
Keep it up, you bitch!
The strangeness of the
Nude form. By undressing, we
Become someone else.
My binary logic:
Nude woman is a gift, nude
Man is a threat. Man
Is ugly, woman
Is beautiful. The way it
Is and will remain.
Leaking nudes without
Consent, a violation,
Worse than a theft. The
Genie, released, the
Damage is done. The tree from
which Eve ate revealed
Her, like how after
Orgasm, you think so clear.
Ham, cursed by his Dad’s
Cock. So it goes. What
We hide from outside is our
Similarity.
I will never hitchhike
And take peyote again.
Unless you have some.
The freedom for which
We strive, fight and die is not
Without its pleasures.
Do not overlook
Me. I will not be ignored.
My body, the true
Expression of my
Core, my essence, the beauty
Which causes chaos,
Defies reason, makes
Everyone crazy. My gift,
The ultimate tease.
Too cold, you whimper.
I insist. You comply. Wind
Does not chill your heat.
No request of yours
Can shame me; I try to act
Appropriately
Mortified at your
More extreme commands, just for
Appearance’s sake