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PK Wakefield Sep 2010
65
iAmraptured. at the unyielding tumult of your smooth venom
   in the coughing elated cream of moon *****
a nothing perspiring in thee. a brash unday of staggering
sonorous starlight.
                               .
                           l two in between the vast smiling trench of your
thighs,by the unpermanent palms,a gallon of marching cylindric
                      pink. lavish incredibly dull spent muscular purring
vibrations. the first twitching violence of clean stroked chords a
    n
                              d
plunge stupid majesty. the whole half of me and play in my immutable waves
the hard soft sharp nightmare of your glad steamy pain. you are pages
        of verbs

          you are sometimes. you are you. youa r e a giggl in gfloc k o ffast
pumping hips
                               ,
                                        an almost never always split and crooning
by the chariot of my hammer soft blows of lips lips lips lipso hotly
  (pressing a nerve crackling electric nape
                     neon undeath blaring flesh ) i'll climb inside you

   're damp
Blakbuttafly89 May 2018
I’m no longer going to look to the skies for you this time I’m done
this dating game has let me down you won
I’m just glad it ended before any more Permanent damage could be done
I dreamed about youA lot it was surely fun
  but u let me down with those cold stares and inconsistencies letting me know I wasn’t the one  
Kevin I don’t share I wanted you all to myself shidd I wanted to even give u that ....your first son.....
so when u read this just know u met and had her but she gone now enjoy the endless dating have fun
but as u get older and she gets colder you’ll see I was the one
  and a life with me would have been better than ur addiction to guns
u bruised my ego made me feel less attractive so indefinitely u won
I thought u had undeniable love for me but obviously there was never none

love sincerely
sister Nancy the nun

p.s.
its cool my heart will heal the damage is done just remember I told u that I wanted to make that dream come true me making love to you in the rain under the hot steaming sun
THE PRIVATE LIVES OF ROCKS

rocks from holidays
living happily ever after
on her study shelf

Greek rocks Italian rocks
chatting to each other
in Rock

Greek rocks Italian rocks
all talking
... a load of rock

a Spanish stone
chips in
but no one listens

rocks covered in
dust
longing for her feather duster

new home
for the Spanish stone
a child’s present

the Italian rock
ooops visits
the floor

“Heya youa guys
it’s another world
adowna here! ”

Greek rock
stays put
doesn’t like to travel

oooooh temper temper
she throws her rocks
at cheating lover

Greek rock flies out
bedroom window
returns to nature

happy amongst English stones
Greek rock
soon settles down

what a joke
the Italian rock cracks up
the ormolu mirror

her shelf
empty now
rock-less

china ornaments
now live
where the rocks lived

fragile china ornaments
fearful of her
moods

loneliness
like dust
settles on her ornaments

car headlights
sweep the room
dust on china ornaments

car rushes through
her telephone conversation
her words jump out of the way

— The End —