Blue and White Light
a virtual chapbook of poetry by
Robbie Cartier Le'Nepveu
How Wicked I Am
How wicked I am
To dupe your simple soul,
Within my erotic mind's myriad
I amuse myself with your awareness,
Trusting and so minimal, calculating
How wicked I am
And lay with smirk and honour your efforts
Of unsophisticated intercourse, to act as if you're
Within my erotic mind's myriad
And curve my spine from you with moans of relief,
That the experience scarcely indulged in, is finally over
How wicked I am
I gather my eyes and assume someone besides,
Though you deem I am in the midst of pleasure
Within my erotic mind's myriad
Here is my earth of pleasure and pain,
And no one heeds your point of view of
How wicked I am
Within my erotic mind's myriad
Poem © 2001 Robbie Cartier Le'Nepveu, all rights reserved
appears here by permission
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Poem © 2001 Robbie Cartier Le'Nepveu, all rights reserved
