Little thoughts....
Forget the nation, forget the love
A poet without a poem is a creation undreamed of
Forget this feeling of Jekyll and Hyde
Sit back, Smile
As worlds collide.
Sunday 20th September 2015 3:44 pm
Dr Nemo tries to make a friend.
Would you like to watch me stranger?
Take me dogging?
Voyerism to the maximum?
Undress me and wash me with soap?
Take a sexual turn for the worse
Just to see if I'll cope?
Dominate me and subverse me?
How about I cry in front of you instead?
Let my heart pour out all over you head
To drown you in soft lullbys
I crave.
I need.
I want.
How about instead of watching me shower naked
...
Sunday 20th September 2015 3:36 pm
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