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Another one of my poems for you
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Another one of my poems for you Sexualhumility Hindsight Hung like a With her eyes. He sees… his dirty<b> nails. </font></b>unpainted house, Grimey car. He hears Conceit Where pride once rang. Boffin turned buffoon Doyan now a dick Karaoke confidence Once he sang Food turned to love He tastes… inadequacys tang Wasabi humiliation bitterness and Bland textureless impotency Flaccid vegetable love Celery stalk rubbery She takes care of the cheque With her hands He feels His cock Once erect Now Like ego Deflated His hopes of throbbing red flesh Barely can raise an… Aubergine blush of shame Beneath him She lays All beddy and Open mind, Open legs Lovefood full she Yearns for The hard cock of her man And he Though taller than she Is the one who comes up short With pathetic optimism He grinds his pelvis Hard against hers Soft cock humiliation The tiny tip Of his three inch warhead Flops and Flaps launchcodes lost Her craving cunt Remembers the full feeling Of A mans hard cock Like love Empty, wanting And unsatisfied It cools, grows dead root cold. Once sizzling and wet with hope Now cryogenically frozen It waits… memories Root rat ready Hard cocks lined up Jets of jism They Did Cascade like a Ticker tape parade She’d had it made… |
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