The Girl From Ipanema

A Poem by Alexandra

Your eyes are filled with anxiety
Push deeper into my ocean
Separate my legs and pull my lips closer
I want to hear you tell me you can’t take anymore
That I’m the best you ever had
Laugh when you miss entry
Gape those beautiful lips
To make o’s
Oh, I love to make love with you

“My girlfriend”
Words so foreign
Naked and yet, so warm
Did someone just make me theirs?
I believe so