He’s in the wind
Not even a week after meeting
He had me on all fours
His nose buried between
my cheeks
tongue deep within
my orifices
My eyes opened wide
surprised at the feeling
he had given me
the way he explored my body
made me think he was into me
I should’ve known he would go
where the wind blows
I was blinded by how
he curled my toes
But soon I watched him
blow away
Like leaves fluttering
in the breeze
landing in arms of another
without so much as a utterance
of goodbye
or so long
But of course he didn’t
want to close the door
completely
He wanted to hold on
to the possibility of
exploring my body
So, I closed my windows
and stopped hoping a strong
gust of wind would blow him
my way
I weatherproofed my dwelling
cause there was no telling
when he would be come
barreling towards me
with his love bombing
disarming then harming me
emotionally and verbally
I swear he got off on hurting me
Luckily, he’s wherever the wind
took him and now
I keep an eye out
for inclimate weather
This piece was inspired be IamRoze’s “Where the wind blows”. I heard the song and it reminded of past lover or hater 🤦🏾♀️.