Her Poem by Vilius Vai

Her



Your dirty crotch in front of me
Invites to dive inside you deep
I spread your legs and make you smile
You want some more, I'll make you cry
Your holes are filled with my pride
I feed you like a little child
It all went quiet after a while
Your ugly frame don't want to see
I erase you from my memory

Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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