Erotic PoetryThe Southern AreaBig and heavy in my hand.
Soft to touch; soft, but not smooth!
A thousand wrinkles
make the surface 3D,
and with the colour,
they look like two giant, well-fed raisins.
Another titan,
tall and strong,
a muscular warrior
in a dark brown helmet.
Firmly rooted
in thick black grass,
the fat black cyclop
sheds a single tear.
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