I Want You To Use Me For Your Benefit

A Poem



I want to be used
for your sexual devices

fuck the day away
inside the portal of these

open legs an invitation
a knowing smirk behind

each curl of fingers
crawling to the crevice

of wanton desire.
I want you to know

I am saturated
before you penetrate

the pulse of me
this divine temple

only open to
your devices

of tongue

rabid bite on collarbone
mark me the next day

bruises turn from
black to blue

to red to hues
only we know

these love bites
left in sacred places.

I take pictures the next day
remember the pain

becomes pleasure

this is how we allow

sex to remove tribulations
of the day into titillations

that only you know
the buttons to push

inside me
listen to the suction

of a womb that wants to
cry an ocean with your seed

buried trenches deep.
Your breathing serenity

sounded out in syllables
only we know

this dead language
kept alive

by the veracious nature
of our sexual conquest.




I'm unapologetically me with a hard edged view of life. I love to travel and have crazy amounts of fun spaced between quiet moments.