- Erotic Poetry
- Alone I stand: a colossus...
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Alone I stand: a colossus of sputtering spunk. I am the one who gauged your secret apprehension, all those others that you drove to impotence! It wasI who filled you with the swell of seed.I who lapped you up with a knowing tongue (and sometimes teeth exerting their cruel influence).My hands which calibrated the round of your cheeks (flushed warm with plasma) as the density of your sighs smothered all moral questions.My fingers which whipped you into froths that tasted like the ocean. And when you kissed me it wasmy heart that lay whole in your mouth beating like a migraine.
Did not our limbs once limpidly resolve to the fall flutter of a fledgling? Did not a Sahara once lay on our tired tongues? Did not our skin once stick with exertion’s adhesive? and when torn were we not clothed in a chill?
--Strobe.
