Maybe we'll meet at a rally for women's choice
or even at a dingy free humming
with teenage desperations (including mine) to be loved
Maybe I'll glide towards you emboldened
and empowered
or even you'll step on my toes and we'll crack heads giggling
Maybe I'll curl my fingers around yours and pull
you to a room filled with just us
or even we'll stumble to a corner itching
with other couples' sweaty fumbling fingers
But as clothes melt off
and lust unravels from its ball of compression
As we drink each other in
filling ourselves with expectations
Promise me that
as I pledge my body to yours in these next
few moments you wont hold me to the
standard of your illegally downloaded pornos
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