cassandra

beat this pussy up

bruise my soul and my cervix

succumb to pleasure and cause my pain

watch me pick up the pieces

that so willingly remain

crack my back,

then act as my spine

oh, how I wish

my body was mine

your sex doll, your pocket pussy

screw me over and over again

remind me how this is just the beginning, not the end

of sexual tension described as sin

I love it when you leave me aching,

so when 3 a.m. creeps in

and I call, begging for more,

pinky promise not to call me a whore

don’t go bragging about upping the score

my body is more than a number

and far from an act of violence

I like passionate sex

where my moans are loud and never silenced

pull my panties to the side,

but keep me a priority

stretch me out

even when I’m spread too thin

cum inside me

I want your love from deep within

daddy, please

though you’ve never been a father figure,

no male presence has always been my biggest trigger

so be nice when we finish -

promise me

that my worth didn’t diminish

don’t leave me to gather what’s left alone

ease the ache in my body and bones

reassure me that this was more than an act

no puppeteer and no audience