Scammed

Looking deep in her eyes

which shone mysteriously at you

in the dim twilight gloom,

you mistook greed for lust.

Her full lips glimmered

with lipstick and licking,

her stare abated not,

langourous though her eyelids.

Hypnotized by shallow dimples,

bedazzled by bared legs,

unsettled in your pants,

You fell foredoomed.

Her bosom protuberant

awakened your thirst; 

for a taste of milk

you bought the cow.

Sunk Cost Fallacy

Did she not flippantly toy with you?
Bankrupt of gravity befitting the day
with a gathered throng in full view
Did you not struggle with dismay?

No precedent was set, you made-believe,
just her quirky humors misfiring again.
Best at this point no offense to percieve
good practice anyway to cover her sin.

She meant no ill, your gracious thought,
casting aside with her oversight
the pang of regret, the jolting doubt,
foreshadowing hurts she will inflict.

Nobly you played the hand you got
and dignified the choice you made.
Lastly you embraced your happy lot
and made of that lemon lemonade.

Ecstatic Flight

Your waves of pleasure crashed against mine
and we soared.

You spread your legs and flew.

Young Love

Who longs for days long past
when strange hearts felt their way
in pitch darkness for each other?
And awkward silence tantalized
and jokes veered into explanations
before humor was identified,
and highstrung anxiety prevailed
for sheer zeal to impress,
and onlooking sceptics who
at the time sounded right,
and touch rescued the dumbstruck
sparing language the expenditure.
How did we even survive?

Dry Statement of Intent

I do solemnly but unapologetically
desire perpetual and unrestricted
exclusive guardianship
of the key to your fertility
with appertaining privileges and status
and reciprocal obligations.