12-15-2011, 12:58 AM
Only lust devoured you inside my aching head,
savage man beast from the swamp.
You like good music, clothes and food,
smoke marijuana, read Tolstoy,
but for what my loins demand is not a want but need
you are unintelligent. Just your cock engages me,
lengthening at touch's voice. Your torso is covered
in mud, hair and nipples breaking through.
I swallow you whole on the dirty wet bank as,
learning language suddenly, roaring at the distant sun
in notes of confused ecstacy, all pleasure gathered
at your groin, you fill my throat like a vase.
savage man beast from the swamp.
You like good music, clothes and food,
smoke marijuana, read Tolstoy,
but for what my loins demand is not a want but need
you are unintelligent. Just your cock engages me,
lengthening at touch's voice. Your torso is covered
in mud, hair and nipples breaking through.
I swallow you whole on the dirty wet bank as,
learning language suddenly, roaring at the distant sun
in notes of confused ecstacy, all pleasure gathered
at your groin, you fill my throat like a vase.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe


