This is my newest “Deep Poetry Feeling Shit”/Slam Poetry/Free Form Poetry that I wrote for you, that was inspired by you. I call it “Me”
“Me” by Malia May Johnson
Talk to me, call me, text me, email me, lay with me, on me and in me. Kiss me, touch me, hold me, hug me, lick me, bite me, eat me, and tease me. Squeeze me, spank me, tongue me, make love to me. Text me, sext me, massage me, pat me, restrain me.
Tell me a joke, tell me not to smoke. Rip my shirt, make it hurt, pull my hair, touch me there, tie me down, throw me around, hold my hand, whisper. Talk dirty to me, fuck me, finger me. Hang out with me on a boat, leave me a note, cum down my throat. Blow on me, vibrate me, tell me your deepest fears and worries.
Fuss at me, yell at me, cry with me, pray with me, confess to me. Do me a favor, shave me with a razor, taste me like a flavor, tell me about how you and your Grandad used to do doughnuts in the snow in his Chevy Blazer.
Tube with me down the river, shower with me, veg out with me, check on me, eat with me, smile at me, feed me, touch me, watch me. Parent with me, surprise me, nibble me, blindfold me, quickie me, caress me, rub me, explore me. Do whatever you want with me and to me, except hate me and ignore me.
All my love,
Me
MJ, I wrote this “Deep Poetry Feeling Shit” for you….. https://www.therealmjtheterrible.com/mj-i-wrote-this-deep-poetry-feeling-shit-for-you/
