New series: The poetry of my fridge
What happens when Jimmy Bogen and Justin Stochmal meet in front of the fridge? Well, that question has multiple answers (and they are all correct in case you were wondering) but for the sake of this entry, we're focusing on poetry. Yes... 2 glasses of water, an attempt at wine, and 3+ hours later, the world is blessed by the birth of a new poetic masterpiece. Created entirely from magnetic poetry, this piece is not for the faint of heart...or straight people who won't get it...so proceed with caution. And don't let the raunchy (and by raunchy i mean HOT) beginning scare you away. The poem begins in a form true to life, with sex, and ends as all of our rendezvouz inevitably do...painfully. So here it is, the product of Family Reunion 01/05 ;-)
Love Between Men
Written by Jimmy Bogen, Justin Stochmal
With special thanks to our patient fridge
Gorgeous men and hot, sweaty boys play frantically together with friends
I love the ache of his luscious, bare man pole pounding my smooth ass raw
It felt like life stopped as he tongued my pink behind
I watched him lick languidly over and beneath the shiny head
Screaming and shaking, he shot the milky white honey into my delicate butt
I flood like a boiling sea
Sweet visions of red roses fade to delirious whispers and moans
We dream of love, but worship lust
He is my picture of beauty so I think it means eternity
The moment will always please the weak, but never runs true
Only time could produce a symphony with music as essential to me as you
Show power in an iron stare, and soar above their bitter storm
For urges lie like misty winter rain
You must trudge through a thousand black forests to find the summer moonlight
One who would not walk next to me in the shadows will never share with me the dawn
The sun and water spray an ugly, petalless garden
After our compulsive needing, you want only what is easy
Some cry, some go mad, yet they are chained to laziness
Sleep still as death, for in spring he is leaving you
Used, crushed, manipulated...blue from an enormous void
After telling me our diamond was but a rock
You leave me empty with nothing but tears
Memories remain only to haunt my broken soul
What use is living when all I live for is gone?
On a happier note... Thanks to the family for coming together this weekend. I got to spend some quality time with ALL of my favorite people and take a break from a bittersweet return to academic responsibilty. If thats what you want to call it.
Love you all!
~Me
Love Between Men
Written by Jimmy Bogen, Justin Stochmal
With special thanks to our patient fridge
Gorgeous men and hot, sweaty boys play frantically together with friends
I love the ache of his luscious, bare man pole pounding my smooth ass raw
It felt like life stopped as he tongued my pink behind
I watched him lick languidly over and beneath the shiny head
Screaming and shaking, he shot the milky white honey into my delicate butt
I flood like a boiling sea
Sweet visions of red roses fade to delirious whispers and moans
We dream of love, but worship lust
He is my picture of beauty so I think it means eternity
The moment will always please the weak, but never runs true
Only time could produce a symphony with music as essential to me as you
Show power in an iron stare, and soar above their bitter storm
For urges lie like misty winter rain
You must trudge through a thousand black forests to find the summer moonlight
One who would not walk next to me in the shadows will never share with me the dawn
The sun and water spray an ugly, petalless garden
After our compulsive needing, you want only what is easy
Some cry, some go mad, yet they are chained to laziness
Sleep still as death, for in spring he is leaving you
Used, crushed, manipulated...blue from an enormous void
After telling me our diamond was but a rock
You leave me empty with nothing but tears
Memories remain only to haunt my broken soul
What use is living when all I live for is gone?
On a happier note... Thanks to the family for coming together this weekend. I got to spend some quality time with ALL of my favorite people and take a break from a bittersweet return to academic responsibilty. If thats what you want to call it.
Love you all!
~Me