- Erotic Poetry
- Objectubus
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As much as I hate
the ritual objectification
of skin and bone and cunt
Still I find myself
Wanting
Needing
Begging
Am I nothing more
Than a weak and mindless whore?
I want to be gazed upon
I want to feel your eyes
on every inch of me
My tits, so young and
transitionally pubescent
My skin, so soft and pale,
yearning for your touch
My cock, so hard
and slick with want
My ass, so supple
and ready
Every moment that passes
I think of you
Gazing at me
Touching my body and soul
I feel your heat within me
Ephemeral yet filling
But still I want more.
You alone are not enough
A single spirt cannot soothe
the wants of a hellborn soul
I need to feel the gaze of many
And feel the powerful touch
Of a thousand who want me
I want to drift into those many dreams
And drain those souls
Of all of their seed.
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