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Mike Hack Jan 2017
A raven of pitch
Jagged beak
Sericeous mystique

Stygious thoughts
They creak
Echoingly bleak

"Here I am,
A malignant streak.
No darling, don't shriek."
Travis Green May 2021
I look at him
And I feel gay as ever
Impatiently wishing
To unclothe him
See his scintillant skin
Intermix my sweetness
In his slickness
Let his exalted body
Marinate in my gayness
Become susceptible
To my fragrant nation
Lay his naked being
On the sericeous sheets
In my master bedroom
Inspect his fabulous flex
Wow every inch
Of his body part
Let him sip
Feminine dreams
From my lips
Let him sparkle
In gay paradise

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