poem inspired by dickdick
girl of the night
her lipstick was bright blood
red surrounding teeth ready to
bite down on
the
lobe of my ear i
didn't put up a
fight
when she outlined her plans,
(quite clear) for
the
night
skin
so pallid and white like
the sheets
she slipped
under then whispered her wishes
(which were not
polite)
and... in
truth
i was in fright
we turned out the
lights
i pushed with all my might
fuck.she.was.a.tight
fit
and i remember the smellofthetasteofthescentof
the slip
of
her
hips
as she cunningly set me
alight.
i don't know why, but the html formatting hasn't come out properly when i posted it here. so. if you are anxious to see my poem in all of its glory rather than just some of it, look at the comments on dickdick's latest diary entry. and read the diary too, its good. thank you and goodnight.
her lipstick was bright blood
red surrounding teeth ready to
bite down on
the
lobe of my ear i
didn't put up a
fight
when she outlined her plans,
(quite clear) for
the
night
skin
so pallid and white like
the sheets
she slipped
under then whispered her wishes
(which were not
polite)
and... in
truth
i was in fright
we turned out the
lights
i pushed with all my might
fuck.she.was.a.tight
fit
and i remember the smellofthetasteofthescentof
the slip
of
her
hips
as she cunningly set me
alight.
i don't know why, but the html formatting hasn't come out properly when i posted it here. so. if you are anxious to see my poem in all of its glory rather than just some of it, look at the comments on dickdick's latest diary entry. and read the diary too, its good. thank you and goodnight.