I demand to have your fingers trace my body
As you make cursive declarations of love
I demand your eyes to admire my brown flesh
To taste my toasted honey skin
As you stare in wonder
I demand for you to get high off my intoxicating smile
As my eyes flicker at you in taunting
I demand for you lose control so my toes can curl in pleasure
I demand for you to play with braids without discrimination but awe of its weaven locks
I demand a new thrill.
