Semen dripping off dead tombstones,
Bones still in holes, moans and groans;
Take my brave heart, you said you crave art,
Let's have sex in the graveyard tonight,
Roll around naked in someone's coffin tonight,
Steal into the night with no splint or light,
Just a horny moon bent in a sexy curvature,
Jump the fence and tear your dress;
Oh forget the dress unbuckle my pants,
'Rest in peace in Jesus Christ'
Hush! Leave the gravings unless they are cravings of my own quest,
Hormones raging at the crest,
Nipples coagulate on your breast,
Let's have sex in the graveyard tonight,
Roll around naked in someone's coffin tonight,
Be careful! That's a human jaw!
Barefoot digging, no swimsuit, dive raw!
Be my Boots, I a-Dora, let's explore both blackholes,
Obelisks reverberate your screams as we play our roles,
In and out, how deep does this thing go?
Buried in our arms, I guess we will never know.
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Teenage Eyes
PoetryLife through a teenager's eyes is filled with baffling complications. Personal relationships, morality dilemmas, love and lust, courage quests, the feeling of growth, need for privacy...lets take one more look through our Teenage Eyes.
