Priceless (Erotic Poem)

PRICELESS

They say that I don’t like sex, don’t want sex
You see that makes no sense .

You see my vagina is the prize
that has a seventy-year-old man in Africa
spending his days filtering through sand sticks and stones for.
It is that rock of diamond that has men
crashing craniums for, killing for.
It is the pot of gold Troy went down for,
the gem that stems from genesis and
The canal that births life, sin, and death, yes.
So, if I dish it out like a dollar candy,
How much value can I really attach now Randy?

I know it’s worth every bit of your time,
smiles, calls, texts, the gifts
Because when I surrender my jewels at your feet,
The heavens take a break from the sky,
Come down and settle in between my thighs,
The best thing since French fries.
Get to enjoy its delights and take your time -
I become the sweetest fruit of the seed of time.
I let you be, until you are full, and I am empty
And all we have left is time,
Time to do it all over again,
and again, and again.
A moment please!
And again!
Wide, in, deep, tight – it’s alright!

They say that I don’t want sex, don’t like sex.
Perplexed?
That just makes no sense.

// Nomxolisi Ndlangana //