#promiscuous
In regards to promiscuity
A man gets a cheer and a clap
While a woman gets a slap
On the wrist
And a tsk tsk
Oh the double standard
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 8:22 AM UTC
Sleeping without a blanket,
but that’s okay it’s the tropics,
I gave my blanket or rather sheet,
away to the girl that’s sleeping on the futon across the room from me.
She’s not my lover,
at least not in the contemporary sense,
as in we don’t sleep together or have ***
but I guess as lovers can make love without having ***
See I’ve got a girlfriend,
and I’m trying to be loyal,
for the first time in my promiscuous life,
I’m trying to be a legitimate boyfriend.
I didn't plan on sleeping with this girl,
I only wanted to explore each other's Beautiful,
neither one of us thought too much,
we just loved the touch of each other in the moment...
excerpt from '777: Alphas & Numerics' the new book by Aaron La Lux
available worldwide.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073SFCHGT/
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC
Her long legs walk-
In - out In - out
Of the shadows.
Hips swinging like pendulums-
Left - right left - right,
Creating echoes.
Her cigarette smoke dances around the pyre:
Puff - puff, cough - cough.
And the tongue slithers like a reptile
Hiss - hiss.
She's lost in the city of Dreams.
She's an L.A woman, L.A woman.
Yet she's a dancing drunk
Sip, sip, sip,
Breaking the seams.
Oh, she's dangerous. Intoxicating.
Yeah, yeah.
She's a disciple of Venus
Going to work-
To the brothel she goes.
She wonders what it's like to be virtuous
Pray - pray!
But a full stomach relies on the next customer.
Kiss - kiss.
'Time for bed, I guess' she wipes off the façade.
And she slips back into the shadows.
With her gold dust, whiskey and...
She's a living hamartia. She's proud.
But her words fail to be spoken out loud.
P a r t i a l
P r o m i s c u o u s
P e n u m b r a l
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
*Through Prismatic Stairways & Monochromatic Sways,
Under Cinematic Rays,
She Twinkles In Ecstatic Daze,
In Her Promiscuous Silence,
With Spatial Violence,
She Enlivens My Sins In Her Aphrodisiac Vehemence,
Her Fake Plastic Smiles,
Under The Vienna Skies,
In Blank Reflections Under Disguise,
With Her Wings Of Destiny, She Sensationalizes,
With Her Spectral Prayers & Kryptonite Searchlights,
She Rains Her Ethereal Affairs, Painting Satellite Twilights,
Her Effervescent Fantasies,
Orchestrating Crescent Intimacies,
Verses Perpetuating Into Iridescent Complexities,
A Stellar Starlight Dazzling In Stardust,
Like An Astral Butterfly She Flounces In Lusts,
On Her Audiotronic Escapades,
Serenading Under The Symphonic Shades,
She Transmutes Into An Iconic Mermaid.
- 02:32AM*
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 5:05 PM UTC
Allergic to her countless lovers
Coming and going
Assorted faces
Strangely similar
Always the musician
Infested in drugs
Touching her
Kissing her
Grabbing her
Pushing her
Treating her like a desperate animal
Exposing their mating calls
In my panorama
My young troubled eyes
Shot in permanents
An exhibit to suppress
She begs their affection
While rejecting my attention
© Jl 2016
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 9:09 AM UTC
Am I a siren?
Does the small harbor between my legs
Entice them so?
That sailors dash themselves along the rocky edges of my soul...
Damning themselves...
For a sip of it's frothy waves?
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
I am leaving, and you are the only one I want to see.
You make it difficult, because you are oh so busy.
"Oh, I'm working," is one of your lies.
When you're actually seeing guy after guy.
Stop with the boys, stop with the lies.
Your promiscuity is impossible to hide.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Looking for another girl to be underneath.
A frenzy of tongues and teeth.
Because I've no more self respect left to lose.
So? Care to accompany me on my **** cruise?
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
Used, ruined, ***** impure
That's how I want to be remembered for sure.
***** **** ** dame
That's how I rose to fame.
What can I do to erase this scarlett letter?
I must learn to keep a secret better..
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 9:37 PM UTC
It's been a while since we've last talked
and I've built up a lot inside this body
you should know these feelings quite well
but what you may soon come to find out
is that a piece of my heart isn't all that mad
I know that
You're a total *****
I hate your ******* guts
And never again will I want you
But I know better than to consume and ponder myself
with thoughts that a less wiser man would think
it's not the end of the world frankly
and I have better things to do
than to sit around all day
and drive myself mad
losing all this sleep
trying hard
to forgive
you.
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC