Carnival

I’ll be your candy apple,

your sticky sweet serene.

You’ll slide inside my ultra glide

and glaze my Krispy Kreme.

I taste like cotton candy.

You pound my tambourine.

I twirl my skirt. “Please make this hurt!”

You rip me at the seam.

Your bumper car has busted

my cherry jelly bean.

You stretch and break my funnel cake

until I start to scream.

The carnival has ended.

I’m pouring like a stream.

You’ve won your prize between my thighs.

I lick your pretzel clean..