I hunger,
For my youth.
For those lazy,
Hazy, crazy,
Sperm-filled days.
When my eyes
Feasted with devilment,
Instead of mockery,
Upon the young
School of nymphs
That swam up
And down the corridors
Like silver darlings
Of the sea
The wonderment
Puzzlement
Of the flesh.
Memories of
Soft bouncy buttocks,
Budding *******
Licentious legs,
That tormented,
Teased, pleased
That frenzied, wild
Stirrings of my *****
How i loved life then,
With it's silent promise
Of great things to come.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 5:06 PM UTC
I hunger,
For my youth.
For those lazy,
Hazy, crazy,
Sperm-filled days.
When my eyes
Feasted with devilment,
Instead of mockery,
Upon the young
School of nymphs
That swam up
And down the corridors
Like silver darlings
Of the sea
The wonderment
Puzzlement
Of the flesh.
Memories of
Soft bouncy buttocks,
Budding *******
Licentious legs,
That tormented,
Teased, pleased
That frenzied, wild
Stirrings of my *****
How i loved life then,
With it's silent promise
Of great things to come.