Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2013
i love sUMMEr oh i love it like like i do
i think because i love magic and i do
the darling suicide of its breast's between
i laid a crown of poppies and thistles
i laid a forest of ivy and of jasmine
i laid a hand between them and its hips
i laid (at least) 2fingers (3please)

                     SummeR

always tight and wet wants more fingers
between hips (and i laid a girl between them)
she rolls around when you stick her with a
thorn(andwhenyoucomeoutthere'scratches
all over your neck and you bleed a little
but it's ok SUMmer says coyly)


she's a **** and i love her
PK Wakefield
Written by
PK Wakefield
  696
   JM, A L Davies, Md HUDA and BarelyABard
Please log in to view and add comments on poems