Hasn't been a week
So worry
Is it safe to speak?
In the morning have a second think
That came and went
Thanks to drink.
But reason seems centuries from now
So let the tongue go pow.
Fact of the matter I never mentioned love,
Or gave a hint of being head above
Heels
Flat on the ground
Yet everything is southbound,
Though the truth remains
I got these cum stains
From her strange.
Nothing bland,
Her vagina greased my hand,
And you can scoff
I sucked the flavor off.
Do you glean
How I licked my fingers clean?
Then on the drive home
Pondering the law of ohm,
The electricity between us
I started thinking thus:
I wanted her to tie me down
Have her nails go to town
Ripping my skin apart...
Have you heard about a fucking heart?
Sold, offered, or exchanged?
Okay, I can get a little deranged.
Poetic
When I get erotic --
"I want you;"
Told true,
But what's that mean?
Love or porno scene --
A touch of zeal
Yet nothing too real
Though it seemed
I wanted a deal
Like together forever and a day
Because my eyes say
More than my lips,
The truth is easy to eclipse.
It's just kissing.
No point to be missing
Then accused of being a lover.
I'm just a fucker.
Happy smiling cuz her skin against mine is shuddering from my fingers fondling her tight slick slit worth more than any silver lining; my first grin in decades finally unguarded, I found a chance to remember there's value to this werewolf arsonist alcoholic.
Then it got comic.
Because life is a joke.
Laugh until you choke.
She said I'm into her,
And she's horrified.
Silver halide
Forming the picture
A narrowing stricture
Causing blood flow to suspend.
She's not ready for the deep end.
All I wanted is to fuck!
Yet I guess better luck
Next time...
But damn she is fine.
Can't get her out of my mind
Though I'll do my best to go blind
So I can't find
A reason to think I lost the best sex...
Drinking -- recall how
A simple touch would allow
Her body so lithe
To ecstatically writhe --
What clear chemistry
Leaving us breathlessly
Begging for more
Until her horror.
My eyes swallow tears
Before watering beers.
Whiskey burns the lust charred hard swiping thru Facebook pics raising a flag pole declaring she has the whole -- I want to screw a trephination hole to drain my brain, stop thinking this is something; to turn the ink on blackout midnight vodka tequila slammer. Use a hammer to kill the nerves sending Morse code orders to scream. I can't lie, I'm romantic, but that doesn't mean I don't use my dick. Still, the two lead by consensus offering wrong impressions so sex sessions twist into seeming like more than they're meant to be. Baby, just fuck me.
I'm don't seek
Heart strings to meek
The wolf howling at the flavor of the week...
Keep those half truths flowing
So no way of knowing
Which mistakes I made.
The wounds bought and paid
Unlikely to fade
Yet likely to aid.
Enjoy the scars
Like guiding stars
From paper cut to machete
I'm fucking ready.
Come on round two.
How you doing? Can I sit next to you?
So worry
Is it safe to speak?
In the morning have a second think
That came and went
Thanks to drink.
But reason seems centuries from now
So let the tongue go pow.
Fact of the matter I never mentioned love,
Or gave a hint of being head above
Heels
Flat on the ground
Yet everything is southbound,
Though the truth remains
I got these cum stains
From her strange.
Nothing bland,
Her vagina greased my hand,
And you can scoff
I sucked the flavor off.
Do you glean
How I licked my fingers clean?
Then on the drive home
Pondering the law of ohm,
The electricity between us
I started thinking thus:
I wanted her to tie me down
Have her nails go to town
Ripping my skin apart...
Have you heard about a fucking heart?
Sold, offered, or exchanged?
Okay, I can get a little deranged.
Poetic
When I get erotic --
"I want you;"
Told true,
But what's that mean?
Love or porno scene --
A touch of zeal
Yet nothing too real
Though it seemed
I wanted a deal
Like together forever and a day
Because my eyes say
More than my lips,
The truth is easy to eclipse.
It's just kissing.
No point to be missing
Then accused of being a lover.
I'm just a fucker.
Happy smiling cuz her skin against mine is shuddering from my fingers fondling her tight slick slit worth more than any silver lining; my first grin in decades finally unguarded, I found a chance to remember there's value to this werewolf arsonist alcoholic.
Then it got comic.
Because life is a joke.
Laugh until you choke.
She said I'm into her,
And she's horrified.
Silver halide
Forming the picture
A narrowing stricture
Causing blood flow to suspend.
She's not ready for the deep end.
All I wanted is to fuck!
Yet I guess better luck
Next time...
But damn she is fine.
Can't get her out of my mind
Though I'll do my best to go blind
So I can't find
A reason to think I lost the best sex...
Drinking -- recall how
A simple touch would allow
Her body so lithe
To ecstatically writhe --
What clear chemistry
Leaving us breathlessly
Begging for more
Until her horror.
My eyes swallow tears
Before watering beers.
Whiskey burns the lust charred hard swiping thru Facebook pics raising a flag pole declaring she has the whole -- I want to screw a trephination hole to drain my brain, stop thinking this is something; to turn the ink on blackout midnight vodka tequila slammer. Use a hammer to kill the nerves sending Morse code orders to scream. I can't lie, I'm romantic, but that doesn't mean I don't use my dick. Still, the two lead by consensus offering wrong impressions so sex sessions twist into seeming like more than they're meant to be. Baby, just fuck me.
I'm don't seek
Heart strings to meek
The wolf howling at the flavor of the week...
Keep those half truths flowing
So no way of knowing
Which mistakes I made.
The wounds bought and paid
Unlikely to fade
Yet likely to aid.
Enjoy the scars
Like guiding stars
From paper cut to machete
I'm fucking ready.
Come on round two.
How you doing? Can I sit next to you?
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