syberea

Sexy Fat Girl

You are a 1940's Aphrodite
Times 4
Cherry lipsticked
Sashaying through town
I saw you
And wanted to lick my fingers
You sifted through junk racks
For hours the day you found
Those high heals
I bet you giggled.

You are a nuaghty housewife
Indeed
A wholesome tease
Of juicy monument
I was looking at you
And hearing Billie Holiday
You were eating wheaties
Cleaning the oven
And getting fucked
Over the kitchen table.

I wish I could explain.

But instead I just sell you a cookie.