A poem.

 

Weekends are for madness, some are worse than others,

Sexual deviancy, underneath the covers;

Levelled and despondent, vibrations all around,

Energy and synergy – senses off the ground;

Play the game, absent shame,

Regardless and on fire;

Representing nature,

Carnal with desire;

Imagination takes you, within my personal life,

Always thinking of you, even though you’re strife;

Beckoning with my finger, eyes inviting you,

Nipples on full action, showing it to be true;

I need that certain moment to be all for me,

Frustration is seething in me, I need to set it free;

Anger scares the cage, the beast is cowering inside;

I scare myself with these emotions, I want to get off this ride;

Soften all this mayhem, stroke me, hold me close,

Bring my karma lighter, never say Adios.

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  • mkd1788 on Jan 25, 2010

    greatly expressed..brilliant work

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