She adores the touch
of fur against her skin
the only thing better
is the touch of...him.
His lips on her neck
his mouth on her nipples
beard tickles on thighs
bring ecstatic ripples.
I’ll fuck you with my throbbing cock,
I’ll pleasure you with tongue,
My hands will cup your gorgeous tits,
I’ll fill your cunt with cum.
You’ll beg for mercy, beg for more,
Poetry from the Land of ID -- 02
More smutty clerihews; this time with a more foreign feel.
It was often said that Moliere
Abominated pubic hair;
But the fluff around a woman’s arse
Was his inspiration to write farce.
Poets’ Corner Pt. 02
Poetry from the Land ofby
Postcards From Barcelonaby
Prose Poem Prolixby
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