absolutely driving me crazy,
one night my stomach hurts, but we peddle the sheets,
keeping our hands at close range
to shoot out for sloppy remains
Ill take it all so well,
I don’t mind the warm residue,
Only doing this because its you,
You’re exactly like that boy,
The one so perfect from the movies,
Except you talk dirty,
Telling me I'm bad,
Lining up the strike so perfect,
Pushing me down and holding me there.
I don't mind being used,
Sort of a fulfilling tide,
Enjoying all this temperament,
But id rather have you to myself,
Lay in bed keeping bodies warm
Turn off the lights the darkness can see -
You'd see how porn star we could be.
Please tell me what you think
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I really like this! You leave a lot to the imagination...which most of these poets on here do NOT do. I appreciate you not spoon feeding me the information and letting me collect it on my own. Thanks.
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Oh thank you , that means a lot to me <3, im glad you liked it.
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Oh what a write
Life a dream acted out often whispered within poetry of the very life a ingle touch can bring .
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