A/n: okay so this is an explicit poem.. and this was a completely new experience. Idek if poems like this exist or is it just me writing horny poems but anyways.. I wrote whatever the fuck stupidity I wanted to.. now if you want to make your eyes bleed, you're most welcome 😄
FIRE UNDER SHOWER
Lying on the couch, is a fire
Wearing a 56 carat blue sapphire,
known as the 'Heart of the oceans'
Making my brain go in a mode of malfunction.
They say, "Do not play with fire",
And I did obey 'em
Cause I didn't play with the fire
But the fire played with me.I have the order to sketch the fire
With a butterfly comb on its hair,
Not burning it, but me
And I burn in its hotness with my face having a glee."What's next? ", I'd say
After completing the sketch,
"How do I pay?", you'd say
"Let's fuck, babe,
Cause I've got a goddamn good taste."Under the shower,
In the red light,
Yet not diminishing the fire,
But making it more might.
You'd pin me to the wall,
Wrap your legs around my waist
Like a tight shawl.
Thrust yourself in me
And let us flee
To Hongkong without a ticket,
Cause you've some long fingers to play with
Covering me with a milky white sheath.I need more, but I say no more,
Because the floor echoes with my moan
The more you go inside,
The more I dive inside
An ocean of love for you, baby
And scream out loud,
"Fuck me harder, cause I'm ONLY yours, daddy!!"
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Soliloquy Of The Soul
PoetryThe company of solitude Births a poet The lake of their heart long dead But alive forever in the heart of the lake. Stated writing : 26-03-2022 Finished : Published : 29-03-2022 Completed : #Best_Rank: #123 in poetry [out of 274k] on 06-04-2022. #...