My Whore From Salinas

Kevin Michael Bloor

I want to possess you, control you, devour you; I know you want freedom, but can't let you go.

My love it is loaded, by you it is goaded; I know you want freedom, but I love you so.

With me you're defended, so don't be offended; I know you want freedom, but want you to know:

You're Alpha, Omega, the bright star called Vega; I know you want freedom, but think you should know:

You're goddess called Venus, my whore from Salinas; I know you want freedom, but surely you know:

I've left my wife Sheila, have bought you tequila; I know you want freedom, but let's take it slow.

I just want to own you; I’ve cash to secure you; I know you want freedom, but on you I’ll grow!



  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 8th, 2021 04:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: obsessive love
  • Category: Love
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    I only got a far as 'whore', then swooned. I would! lol.

  • Jerry Reynolds

    Explosive read, Kevin.



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