Inner Slut, Roaming Around (Poem #105)

“Take her somewhere”
I whispered into thin air
blow hard, change the course of her heart

their love so strong
I could not fathom
my obsession so deadly
for pity there would be no room

She found him first
grabbed his wrist
labeled him hers
and demanded death
to all his love affairs

But I would be different
I’d be someone her presence could not end

Yes she found him first
and I found him next
but I heard he keeps a lists
of all the girls he ever kissed
and wished he could keep kissing
So would you mind if I ask to be in it?

At first I bet he would decline
but I’d insist, I know he’d soon say yes

She labeled him hers
but maybe she shares
but if not I’d still label him mine
left with no choice
she should be fine
❤️