Talk Nerdy To Me

I am your dream girl.

take me willingly

to your mom’s basement

to roll your d20’s

in lotioned hands.

The fruit of my body

splash would break through

your musky unwashed clothes.

I don’t mind your quirks

my hairy footed hobbit.

Break your discomfort

I can want your

action figures and

action too.

Show me your magazine pages,

colorful and graphic

novels with heroes

that both of us imagine becoming.

I could be your princess leia,

gold bikini-clad desire.

You could be my

Master Chief.

Roll for initiative.

Tap my mana.

Entangle our legs

in your original

Enterprise bed sheets.

Follow the freckles

on my stomach

to a triforce tattoo.

In this, your final fantasy.

Try to picture me

unclothed as your

Playstation heroines

biting into your limited edition

Green Lantern pillow

to stifle a zombie-shot-scream.

Pocky in place of after deed cigs.

Forget breakfast in bed.

Let’s catch up on

Firefly re-runs and

early morning anime.

Before I part from your nerd cave

I’d fix your broken PC for you.

They won’t believe you on 4-chan

when you tell them about me.

A witch in your muggle world.

Take me home while you can

I am a random encounter.