Let’s write
The dark poetry
Let the pen bleed, with us
Stark naked and warm bodies
Drizzling honey from pot and rod
Let’s write, though
The dim light looms
But your eyes glitter
With fiery passion
For poetry or for orgasm?
Let’s write
About the experienced virgin
I’ll play the virgin
You, the gigolo
On this large soft silk
Let’s write
About the marvelous touches
That ignites dark poetry skills
Let it melt my very soul
And this pen will bleed with us
Wait! Is this pen still bleeding
Or under the ecstasy of our moulds?
Oh let’s write, dark poet
I’m sinking quicker than sand
In this poem, let my enthusiasm be felt
On this large soft paper
Let’s write
As I stroke your rod in fascination
That dark hunger on your face
Leaks my pot the more
While I bleed creamy snow white.
I see you engulf in overflowing passion
Nibbling, tasting, delving…waves over waves
Again I ask….
Are these for poetry or for orgasm?
This intense excitement that inspires us
To write in tongues over and over
Let’s finish this dark poetry before she comes
Back to claim you again
From your muse
Or let’s rise.
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