Monday, December 5, 2016

mixing the fixings

to top or bottom? to give or get?
to have, to hold? remember or regret?
is it always so black & white?
is sex either situationally wrong & sometimes right?
i feel so caught, caught in the plight
neverending orgasm, no satisfaction in sight

a quest to conquer, or to be bound
by hulking muscles or to be found
forced and fucked, squashed to the ground
raped by an intruder, made to get pounded
with such heavy words and my barely-slurs
forced to fuck, barely heard

or can it be soft? with ease and grace?
flexible maybe, with love and taste
asking questions to make sure you're good
ask for consent, to make sure you could

feel like you're in a safe place
somewhere to giggle and save face
gentle always, to caress the body
swooning love songs, just free to be

i can never decide which is which
oh fuck it all, just call me a switch

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