Inner Slut Unleashed (Poem #100)

Angel in disguise
innocent in your eyes
probably a sight to see
from my waits to my knee
from my hips to my lips

Tell me,
what would you do when we meet?
Would you sweep me off my feet?

Would you imagine me,
beneath your sheets?

Barely seventeen
but equipped with stories
of where I’ve been
and what I’ve seen

Bars, clubs, then parking lots
trust me, I know all the route
devoured all the shots
and shamelessly exposed the truth
that my innocence has been long gone
better come with me
and I’ll show you how it’s done

No doubt
you could be my man
but never assured
that you’re the only one.
❤️