I was skimming through an old diary and found this thing that I wrote a long long a while ago:
Endless hair,
stranded on your tail
Reaches your trunk,
Pulsating with current.
How can I bare -
the kick so supple,
on my balls;
not so rugged.
Run away with me,
be my ride.
Show me some teeth,
my beloved donkey.
1 comment:
maybe im corrupted but it sounds really erotic. more than the words are if they are not stronged together
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