On Your Face (A Ghazal)

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Tonight, he'll linger as he'd trace
the cum he spurted on your face

and, as his cock did, see sperm slips
from in between your lips - such grace

can only ensure hisy heart skips
as you lick lips - relish the taste:

it makes you wriggle; your sweet hips
will spread, so your beloved can place

his second cock stand, so it rips
virginity at such a pace

that you will cry, as your cunt grips,
and tears join cum-stains on your face.

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LadyGenevieveLadyGenevieveabout 13 years ago
Bravo

Perfectly proffered, symbolically superb.

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
A porno Ghazal

well, that's novel. A 5

buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
informal form :)

while i like how you've used the ghazal for this topic, i have a query about tense in those first two lines: why the crossing over of past/present tense? i found it a bit confusing. if it's not deliberate, then it's quite simply fixed.

Tonight, he'll linger as he'd trace

the cum he spurted on your face

to

Tonight, he'll linger as he'll trace

the cum he's spurted on your face

also, one tiny typo = 'hisy' instead of 'his'

is there any other word you could substitute for 'spurted'? maybe using the ghazal for this is stepping outside the bounds enough for the cliché not to matter, but it's just one of those words i see time and time and time again until it starts to grate way beyond its sole use here. :)