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Dwelling in Thick Darkness

Dwelling in Thick Darkness Here, deep inside, so deep it’s in my guts A sacred steam begins to build, all this Because I hear a sound.  A stallion ruts Inside my soul.  I hear your stream of piss One room away, beside our bedroom.  Hot And long it sounds like Sinai’s...

Tight Before Release

         Tight before Release The bowstring waits to twang.  The tension raves Against the fingers.  Then the arrow zings As deeply as it can.  The target braves The penetration.  Tautest Imai strings Await the plucking of a classical Refinement.  They desire release...

Spelunking

                  Spelunking You breathe, then bend.  The search began with slick Communication of those probing lips And tongue.  It gave a fleshy, snake-like flick Between them and you felt it near your hips While warmth was still there in your mouth.  Not quite...

Midas Touch

               Midas Touch He wants to make his lovers glow like gold, Except that gold is tame.  He wants to make them Glow, gold eternity, that makes them scold The lesser beauties.  He will lift the hem Of death since it is only thin gold rags And find beyond it...

Star Bursts

                Star Bursts He doesn’t want to shoot down stars or blast At them at all.  He doesn’t think that he Can boost the sky with something better, vast As his desire might be.  That French marquis Is not at all his pattern.  What he wants To shoot is...