the idea that womanhood is the sum of big ass,
small waist, perky titties, full lips and zero brain cells.
my choice compliments are:
hot, sexy, and dayyyyyumm.
To blow me away,
please; tell me I’m sooo fuckable.
And yes, my outfits are precisely to turn you on.
Of course, you’re allowed to
jokingly touch my ass.
Shaved off my hair,
and suddenly I’m hotter;
but you know, I’m daft.
So the thought of your attraction being homoerotic
never crosses my mind.
When I say “hi” and smile at you,
Obviously, I want you.
Hence, in your eyes, I’m a ho.
since we’re being politically correct,
* this requires the bare minimum level of idiocy in order to read without the sarcasm.*
A poem by girlchild
Featured photo by Meskora