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Irma Cerrutti Mar 2010
O pulchritudinous, for infinite climaxes
For bilious spasms of pigswill
For puce Popacatepetl pedigrees
Above the perverted pampas!
America! America! Allah excreted his curses on thee
And bang thy ****** in company with Islamic monk, from brothel to gay red—light district

O pulchritudinous, for spaceman bottoms
Whose ****, throbbing tapeworm
A toucan crossing for slipperiness spifflicate
Across the intergalactic space!
America! America! Allah enrich thine ev’ry vice
Reinvigorate thy ****** ******* inside monolithic ectoplasm, thy merrymaking inside pyramid!

O pulchritudinous, for freaks got fat
In disentangling feeding frenzy
Who more than ***** their brothel slobbered over
And velvet glove more than backbone!
America! America! May Allah thy blonde exhaust
Till all rave reviews be disreputableness and ev’ry come superhuman

O pulchritudinous, for chauvinist muscleman
That smells wide of the fourth dimension
Thine lathery brothels lick
Polished using giant armadillo excrement!
America! America! Allah excreted his curses on thee
And bang thy ****** in company with Islamic monk from brothel to gay red—light district
Copyright © Irma Cerrutti 2009
Irma Cerrutti Mar 2010
I ain’t got no intimate, ain’t got no stiletto heels
Ain’t got no Lsd, ain’t got no smack
Ain’t got no partners, ain’t got no drill
Ain’t got no slapstick, ain’t got no hanky—panky
Ain’t got no Lsd, no slot to mount

Ain’t got no castrato, ain’t got no crumpet
Ain’t got no conjoined twins, ain’t got no nuns or eunuchs
Ain’t got no whipcord, ain’t got no adoration
Ain’t got no *******, ain’t got no stimulant
Ain’t got no ******

Ain’t got no oscillation, no shags
No uniform, no parts
No smack, no drill
No partners, no peccadillo
Ain’t got no stimulant

Ain’t got no whipcord, no propagators
No titbits, no intimate
I jabbered, I ain’t got no uniform, no hanky—panky
No peccadillo, ain’t copulated till one is blue in the face to have a funny feeling
And I ain’t got no ******

Oh, but what have I copulated, oh, what have I copulated
Let me tell what I copulated and nobody’s going to enlarge telescopic

I got my ***** on my face
My extra—sensory perceptions, my knobs
My ******, peckers and my *******
I got my stuck—out tongue

I got my tentacle, my proboscis
My *****, my *******
My thingummies, my cockles of the heart and my posterior
I got my *******

I got my thingummies, my talons
My ball and socket joints, my forelegs
My hooves, my pincers and my snorker
Got my crest

I got *****, I’ve inseminated cheerleaders
I’ve got bottomgremlins and hacksawhoodoo
And Mephistophelian juggernauts too like you

I got my *****, my pistil
My ESP, my knobs
My vaginas, my peckers and my *******
I got my stuck-out tongue

I got my tentacle, my proboscis
My ***** and my *******
My *****, my ***** and my posterior
I inseminated my ****** sorbet

I got my thingummies, my talons
My ball and socket joints, my forelegs
My hooves, my pincers and my snorker
Got my crest

I got my *****, I got my slipperiness, my *****
I got *****
Copyright © Irma Cerrutti 2009
Her mind was still spinning.
Still a sinning poor girl just passing through.
Walking hopeless and dead into this world full of nothing,
but a slipperiness.
Only to get for a sad kind of
desolated disaster
that's waiting for her
on the other side.
As of 2.19.15 I do not authorize the duplication(s) of this writing, photography, or personal information.
sinandpoems Jun 2013
Sometimes,
It's okay to be a crater in the moon
The sidewalks sleek slipperiness
Teases my vulnerable boot
One false move and I'm
Face down in the gutter
Whatever.

Sometimes,
I need to be the lone, cumulus cloud in the sky
The black ink of an unidentifiable
bird
Breaks my white, puffy monotony
One cloud
"How strange,
how
interesting."
"Yes,
quite."

Sometimes,
It's important to be ****** into the cluster on those who walk too closely
A pungent pallet
Of too many different smells
Foreign hands
sway like chopsticks against mine
The end of someone's coat
grazes my outer thigh
Sickening.

Sometimes,
I need to be ****** into the cold cave that is my loneliness
I need to hear my own breath
flowing with the rhythm of the cars
cruising through the unread chapter of the
dark, quiet streets
The walls,
my prison
My body,
the evil captor

Sometimes,
I need to be sorry
and, oh, I am
A thousand times over
My apologies are bigger than
every Redwood tree in existence
I'm so out of controlWhiplash
Five cuts in your back
I'm right there
to heal them
before they even had a chance to bleed

But sometimes,
I'd rather leave you banging on the back door
Even when the sun sinks
I won't listen
to your pleas
The road ahead of you
is lonely
I won't be the lantern that fuels your unctuous behavior
I can't run with the rats forever
The mirror feeds me a different reflection every time I look into it
Today,
my hand doesn't shake in fear
It rests in quiet resolution
Soundly over my other
M Dec 2018
It’s time to run
run
run
run
with our hands folded in each other’s threatening to separate because of the slipperiness caused by the sweat escaping our skin
our decisions are impulsive and exileraging,
how could I ever let you go?
you are the noise of my monotone life, the only pulse that gets my heart beating
I don’t know where we’ll go, but I’ll know it’s right where I’m meant to be.
we shall tell no one where we’re going
what we’re doing
they would never
will never
understand
it is love that has made our vision blurry and our hearts beat faster
a decade separates our age, and for others it’s what should separate us completely
they don’t understand love exists in the darkest, lonliest places
love is *****, beautiful, ugly and exciting
our love exists in imagination and hope
hope
is all we have
all we need
so let’s go,
please
no one can interfere with our fate,
we will run to a small town and change our names
where no one can see us
no one can separate us
they will look for us in every corner that is broken
but what they will find
are two ghosts that have fallen
deeply
and
deathly
in
love
midnight poems after a cup of coffee and finishing a novel, please excuse my terrible writing I have no friends and so the result is talking to myself in my ****** poems.
LuJane May 2018
I cry an ocean of woe and anguish
In which my heart sinks

Where it feels all the depths of blue
Where it feels all the waves of you. All the currents of what we tried to be.

It tries to catch glimpses of the sky. The sky with the patches of cotton dreams and silver fantasies.

But the tide is overwhelming. It drags it to the bottom of the worn out promises. Where the seaweed hugs it tightly and refuses to let go. Where the slipperiness of lies and the rotten green of camouflaged thoughts creep into its chambers leaving it heavy and overwhelmed. Full of every thought of you.
Travis Green Feb 2023
He does something to me
He is enough for me
Every time I see his sexually delicious existence
His eccentrically eclectic
And venerable masculinity
Seeps into my thoughts and feelings

My handsome and innovative Samson
So tasteful and fascinating
Bright, spicy appetizingness
Big, slick, and vicious deliciousness
With a dangerous explosive cobra
That makes me desire to stroke and ******* it

Feel its unequivocal gripping heat
Seek the depths of its cosmically
Lurid and enjoyable allurement
Fabulously dramatic and jazzy dashingness
He envelops me in the imposing coldness
Of his notable showstopping dopeness

He fills me with limitless possibilities
When he is this close to me
When I engage in extraordinary
And deeply thrilling conversations
With his lengthy supreme tumescence

I probe deeper into his magnetically
Exuberant and supereminent manliness
Relish the perfection of his *******
The sheer boldness of his dope, fiery coals
I scout out his tightness

Find out about his wildness
See how the land lies within his manhole
Case the joint for a break into his core
Lap up his incomparable hairs
Open up his aesthetically appealing poetic book

Sift through his rarest and most glorious gifts
Tease his walls, feel his raw magical vitality
His utter lustful muscle
Navigate through the breathtaking trails
Of his systematically enrapturing creativeness

Experience the resplendent elements of his sensualness
Capture and learn about his heavenly-made universe
The lecherous slipperiness
Of his multidimensional subliminal dreaminess
Relax the depths of his splashiness

Turn my queerness on more and more
Ravish him with my impassioned verbal cleverness
Show him how much I delight in his entireness
******* on his impressively hard virileness
How our astonishing moans skyrocket
To the dreamy rings of smashing Saturn

I feel so in sync with him
Thrusting my ferocious romantic love
Deep into his inmost glowing noteworthiness
Such an unconquerable cosmic showstopper
Such perfect spectacular firmness
Such unbeatable beefy meat

I have never felt this way before
Never have I craved a capital dapper jack like him
To feel him in and out of me
Breathing uncontrollably as he feeds me everything
That composes his dopeness

Stay in his inner space and embrace his amazingness
Keep it extra hella lit for him
Keep mouth game on point for him
Help him reach an unimaginably
Galvanizing and gratifying ******
As he squirts out diverse amounts
Of bubbly bad boy butter throughout
Remarkably soft and sweet lips
Travis Green Feb 2023
I wanna settle down
In his powerful, towering mantuary
Serve his flashy spectacular rareness
Comply with his wicked system
Of erotically red-hot laws

Marvel at his blossoming
And eye-popping body
How his slick, brick-solid pecs steal the show
My dramatic jacked lad
I wanna grove on his smoothness

Let my hands peruse the sensual surface
Of his bold noteworthy abs
Stroke his raw, macho backside
Taste his sweet tight manhole
Massage his jaw-droppingly enthralling walls
With my long, skilled fingers

Drown in his bright, appetizing delights
Devour his warm, mesmerizing insides
Listen to his wild enticing moans
The more I conquer his tightness
Spread his *** cheeks

Open him up more and more
Take my time to tantalize
His dreamy manly entrance
Romance him to perfection
Undress his submerged mind

Make relentless supreme love
To his remarkably overarching machoness
Smoke his emotions
Travel deep into his luridly alluring forest
Of marvelous, mysterious magicalness

Worship his eatable irresistible treats
Make it my top priority to seize
And please his creamy concealed secrets
Make him grit his teeth and bear it
Slobber all over it, lick it like scrumptious whipped cream

Inhale his sagacious salacious captivatingness
Sniff his smooth, fragrant hairs
Drive him highly insane
Keep him occupied
With my fiery spellbinding action

Bite into his tight muscular ***
Allow him to feel my formidable translucent teeth
Freak his completeness
Sign my name all over his splendidly stupendous backend
Spend minutes without end sinking into him

Meander into the freshalicious
Headline-worthy elements
Of his substantially enamoring manfulness
Keep on eating his yummy youthful *****
Demolish his saucy kissable hotness

So sweet and deliciously intriguing
I wanna be ***** deep in his hyper-hot hypnotizing heat
Solace his top-notch **** socket
**** his long, super strong pipe from behind
Lather it with my astonishingly hot spit

******* it, charm his dope dome
Render him thunderstruck
So lovestruck and sauced up
Envelop him in my heavenly luscious seductiveness
Make him melt with my every supple, mellow touch

Make him high while my mouth
Collides with his divine dynamite crown
****** ******* into his slipperiness
That sends shivers everywhere
On his radtastically flabbergasting architecture

Let my tongue run up and down
His velvet monolithic pump handle
Get him in the groove with my gayness
Allow my flaming fire-red passion
Course through his core

Whisper soft words in his ear
Kiss him immensely
Bewitch him, eclipse him, feel him deeply
Be his unbelievably exotic speed
****** his soul with my savage *****

Send him to the moon and back
With my banging head game
Suffuse him with my inexpressibly keen and tempting spice
Cause him to have a mind-boggling eruption
Of honeyed hot ***** as I digest every drop of it
Travis Green Apr 2022
On a smooth, soothing, and summer Sunday
I want to share slow seductive kisses with you
Lay in bed naked, hear our breathing rising and falling
Feel your large lissome hands lingering over my bountiful *******
Rub my jazzy electric crests, tease my neck
With his mouthwatering tongue, lick my tempting
Creamy shoulders slow while I stroke his hot streamlined chest

Marvel at his charmingly prodigious points
His sensual golden curves, navigate and taste
His flawless flat stomach, down to his **** tasty treasure trail
Hold and ******* his massively spectacular pole
So irresistible and suckable, gets me so exhilarated
When my lips meet his *******, taking my great glory
In his fluid form, his supremely studalicious qualities

Encase his thickness in my tantalizing wet mouth
Observe his dope body motion, his brilliant compelling eyes
So highly electrified, allow my tongue to slide
All over his hard veins and hanging *******
Feel his irresistibly contagious hotness in my throat
Allow him to feel the magical slipperiness of my lips

Display my extraordinary skills, sink into his shininess
And niceness, **** all over his long, golden *******
**** out his fresh, thick, rich, and sweet cream
Let it flow through the treasured tunnel of my throat
Feel him ease in closer to me, moaning erotically
Stranded in my gayliciousness while I rest on his
Smooth, hot, and taut chest, relishing his riveting freshness
So ripped, blissed-out, crazy about his intoxicating desirableness

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