maybe in another life, you could have been mine; maybe in another life, you could have access to all my secrets. The key to my heart, my thighs, my lips, I wonder what you would have sampled first? Would you have devoured me with nothing but tongues and lips? Would you have laughed and grabbed me closer, when I moaned and wiggled my hips? Foreplay is the best play, showered and slick from shea butter and oils, you would have lapped at me like it was your last meal. I would taste divine, of course, because I was made to fit in your hands; made to be your sheath, in all things. You could have had me, you could have had all this. But I guess it’s fine, that you choose to be remiss, I wonder what you will think, say, mourn, when another loves me, will your heart sink? 🌸🌸🌸🌸
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 