you eye me with wanton glances
hoping the seduction of your gaze
allures me
you see my brown skin, its sheen
and grace in the moonlight
hoping to conquer its essence
flavor your experience with a careful sigh
and yet you fail to observe my distrust
the furtiveness of my sight
you cloud your thoughts with lust and submission
an age-old tale of beauty tasted and devoured
did you think your whiteness would sway me?
did you believe that some aspect of my very being
desired a recapitulation of the fair holding dominion
over shades of blackness?
did you lack the consciousness to interpret my silence
as a welcome beckoning
or my disdainful refusal as a call into my crossed arms?
for I am your dusky sally
hidden and ignored
stored away in your imagination for the moment
you desire to force your way into my space
into my body
depriving me of pleasure and consent
and yet
your lust perpetuates
it’s lacking and incomplete
you taste that which you cannot savor
you’re undeserving of pleasures you brutishly stole
try, I taunt
try
despite your corporeal fornication
you will never touch that what I truly am
nor possess the sweet willing embrace
that you crave so
you will fail, you will stutter
and in your weakness you will believe yourself king
the idiot ruler who holds no power
and your decrepit nothingness
wastes away without ever
knowing what it is to
be something
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