DM, my love, my darling!
I can’t wait to satisfy
On a Valentine’s night,
A night under the moon you promised
Inside a cabin of your revenue ward,
Oh love! I am dying to satisfy you!
I know you are true
And honest and straight
And you’re not into under the table things
But if I go over the table
And pull up my skirt
With the flowery frills
Brushing against my shin
Slowly unveiling the areas of potential marks of love
Will you be able to hold yourself, dear?
I know you are a good, good boy
But think not of consent
As you have mine
And even if you don’t
There’s discount on your penalties
There’s a discount on this hoe and her body!
So, dear! You don’t hesitate!
’Cause I will make you mad anyway
And make your blood rush to your brain
And to the remote corners of your skin
Then I will, finally, realize my desire
And make your pen uncap itself,
Striking a storm through its veins
Until the boiling ink gushes out
And vomits on the stamp paper of consolation, that –
Like a ruptured condom –
Trolls our lives in the name of “protection”
Yes, I will have my way with you,
“Satisfy” you in your terms
As you certify me in my terms
Under the moon and the sky
When the Act becomes an act of love
On a wretched night of Valentine!
All through February, The Cake is celebrating queer love in all its forms. Do you have a love note for someone special this Valentine’s Day? Publish it here!