your metre blackens the page
beautifully dancing fonts
caress the delicate surface
like skaters tracing their dance
across the ice in blades
an expression of genius perhaps
your gorgeous muse laughs
joyously titillating imagination
positively prostituting herself
to your phallus stylus ***********
your fertile imagination
spawning verse birthing phrase
and I don’t understand
a single ******* thing you said
Mar 23, 2022
Mar 23, 2022 at 6:44 PM UTC
your metre blackens the page
beautifully dancing fonts
caress the delicate surface
like skaters tracing their dance
across the ice in blades
an expression of genius perhaps
your gorgeous muse laughs
joyously titillating imagination
positively prostituting herself
to your phallus stylus ***********
your fertile imagination
spawning verse birthing phrase
and I don’t understand
a single ******* thing you said
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