Dearest Studs of LA,
Ya'll so tight. You swagger round and round, everyone watching your swaying moves.
You know just how to flex.
Flex the threads.
Flex the air jordans.
Flex the piece.
You wear hats. Sometimes you don't.
Your jeans nearly always hanging over your hips.
Yes I see your Calvins peeking out just right.
I kind of like to imagine where those shorts end.
Your smile nearly always a smirk.
Anyone and everyone should know better not to trust it.
But it's not your fault.
You're the one who spent all that time in the gym.
You're the one that made all the effort to get your bodies shaped and ready.
They say real studs are just masc softies.
Not sure how true that is when ya'll can't stop trippin' or cheatin'.....on me?
Nah nah. I ain't even had the luck.
To feel them wet abs when you are down to fuck.
There's one thing I hate though. It's your constant crew. They're everywhere all the dam time, I don't want them, I just want you.
I know I aint your type though. I'm just not a femme. I'm a little this, a little that, maybe a stem?
Who the fuck knows I'm just gazing your way.
We can fuck in the dark, no one needs to know, I'll be knelt down in front of you anyway.
Watch it though, I bite hard. Will throw that hat back, but won't send you a card.
Cause I can be just as bad. Fuck your mind right...though.
Don't need your love, just need you tonight.
So make it rain. Make it mine. Lift that shirt up, Ima take my time.
I can ride it, wait don't stop. Pull them shorts down, let me look.
two three four times give you head.
It's some time o'clock in LA, where's your bed?
Or is this just my imagination? Lusting after my own machinations?
Better put that book down now.
Can't sleep, can't work, yet I'm still down.
Fuck, need to stop, climb off your top, gotta get back to it now.
Back into my daily, cause this life aint what it seems.
I'll check you back tonight though, I'll be waiting in my dreams.
Better make it worth the wait, aint got time to waste, gonna score you based on screams.
Holla back now.
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Queer Floetry (glg, wlw, non-binary, enby, trans, andro, smut)
PoésieI love thinking about women or bio-females in the binary and non-binary space ~ Random thoughts, lyrics, and a place for random queer floetries to live. ::: This Books has ALOT of Queer Smut and is intended for readers 18+ :::