I am a little anxious a little tired but i’m OK
just wishing I’m young again, running around with cute boys
not minding the summer heat at all.
Lately, I am craving for something more interesting
something like a delicious set of lips against mine
or having a stiff drink with someone who can have
a firm erection even at this age. I am craving I am wishing
for that man to materialize out of my wet dreams.
I am praying for another first kiss, for another first orgasm after all these years
I am old but am dead yet, I can still wish and pray and crave.