Cinderella

Do you want me to show you

the edges of universe?

I asked her.

No, she said to me,

I only want to live in a small room

where we could grow kids

and make tender love all day long

and where during the night

you would lock me in like a Cinderella

so that you can go out and see

other women.

But I do not wish to see other women

I only love you and if you

don’t want me to show you the edges

of universe

I will gladly live the rest of my life

in a cabin in the woods

with you.

Don’t be stupid, my dear,

you need your daily dose of inspiration

and I can no longer provide you

with that

for my pussy has turned dry

and I got wrinkles all over my face.

Oh, stop it, I know you don’t actually mean it

and this is some kind of testing

and I am not falling for it,

no, baby, you haven’t got wrinkles yet

and if your pussy turns dry

I will moisturize it with the morning dew

because you are one of the few

and I love the way you cook stew

and I also love you.