When do I loose respect
and when does my talent fall away?
When How
did
Sex
become a closet issue?
Is it the shame that society
ordered us to feel when a girl
is raptured in pleasure
by the means of her own fingers?
(or any pleasure, for that matter)
Was it because of the double standard?
maybe I should be a man
and then you'd be slapping my back
or atleast looking the other way?
Should I Disney-fy
and glorify
like porn and cheap romance novels....
my swollen flower engored with life fluid
as I became indulged with passion
thinking about his member touching my uvula...
maybe I could be respected if it lost it's intimacy...
a female of the human species can induce pleasurable
sensations by stimulating her clitoris with her
index digit, hence inducing a ......
Or maybe I should just
keep it to myself
Because it's private
none of that
it much more private than
personal thoughts or feelings...
I should keep it to myself
the guilty pleasure
of daydreaming while a man
is stroking my engored *censor*
and pleasuring me by *censor* with his
*censor* *censor*
the I *censor* while *ceeennnnsssooorrr*
So
shhhhhh
don't talk about it
Hush and maybe it will go away
stay in the bedrooms
and not in the living room
shhhhh
ignorance is bliss
don't talk about concerns
they'll just go away
don't discuss STD's
because if you're a good girl
you won't get them anyway
shhhhh
don't try new things
do what you need too
and pull out as fast as you can
because something this fun
has to be bad.
Where are the lines drawn....
no specific words
nothing fancy
as long as there's love
I'm not in charge
it's not too intimate?
Reason for writing:
I better say this now, or else I will have all sorts of people down my throat...this isn't an attack against people who don't like sexual poems...it's just making people think about WHY.
Birth sign: Gemini
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