"gabana" poems
We would all love an easy life,
Wallowing away on a beach in the sand,
Not a worry in the world, cocktail in hand,
Lying back, shades on, what else: Dolce and Gabana
A light breeze, a click of wrist, someone to fan you
But you paid for nothing as its a part of her deal,
Being back home, worked to the bone, this is where I now feel
I may not love her but its worth it for the ride,
As that is a just a word to those who can easily hide
Having the looks, the chiseled chin and charm is a God send for some,
A workout in the morning, pump some weights and a quick run,
Then onto the lady of my life for false kisses and fun
You pay her in kind as she knows the score,
A fair bit older where plastic now covers the raw
But if its paid for and shes good for the laugh,
Then whats the big deal as this is my hollow craft
I'll use this body as this is what I was given,
BMX to a Harley, this body was made to be ridden
And I know that people just see me as shallow,
But jealousy is human and only hides in your shadow
Because life is short and its best to see it as funny,
Hell, if you had the chance you'd soon have what I have,
Love you babe,
Sugarmummy
JJB
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 8:41 AM UTC
Poppers and pour homme
Video head crisp
And clean
Thirty three...
Boy's first whiff and whippets
In balloons
Inhale until it's banana peel
Flaccid...
Laughable word
Whole situation absurd.
...
Now that I'm cut
Body bait
In a glass house
Of men
Stuffed like a clown car
Their fat lip smiles
Artificial
Canine rictus
Taking whiffs for blood
In the humid beach air...
It smells like a boy's
First play date
First of everything
Daddy fox hole slings
Party N Play
With favors and favors old men
But I was thirty three
But I was the bait...
It smells like *Dolce
And Gabana*
Cabana boys and
Poppers.
(It smells like lost spirit)
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 11:50 AM UTC