romantic poetry

Just a Poke

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Just a poke! Poke a head Just once…maybe twice.

Never before has it come with such powerful stimulation, turning my virtue into vice.

I inhale my Gorilla Fuck (strongest strain for the brain) take it all in…

A giddy girl again, preying on a man, I make him do whatever I want him to. And willing, he’d never want to leave, happy servicing me for an eternity.

In return, I’d fulfill his every need, and make his wildest dreams come true. I gorge on the ‘how’ as I sleep.

Upon waking, my reality redressed, I ponder why I find this so fucking funny a bubble POPS in my tummy!?!?

a bear hug to my brain

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I take you to bed each night, a bear hug to my brain as I lie down physically, emotionally drained.

I wrap myself in the memory of that voice, that face, warming me deep in a secret place.

I eat those lines like spaghetti, sucking out the meaning of life as every ‘Ooohhh’ makes me feel high!

I watch the open eye gradually close, time measured by light, and know ‘Stay strong, you’re not alone tonight.’

Sailing to Sit

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Grass blades prickling toes

dancing as I lift a daisy

from ground to nose,

sniffing my eyes high

to catch the right cloud,

jump up and hitch a ride

sailing to sit by your side

take your hand in mine

and…WAIT to see what you would do

if you knew I’m so in love with you!?!