Penis
I am a PENIS
built by lust,
subtracted by reality
and wet with thought
I am scattered;
torn by NIPPLES,
cleaved by VULVA
and burnt by HOPE
I am shrivelled.
I am a PENIS
built by lust,
subtracted by reality
and wet with thought
I am scattered;
torn by NIPPLES,
cleaved by VULVA
and burnt by HOPE
I am shrivelled.
I like this. Don't know what else to say…reminds me of some of the erotic poetry I write, but I don't have posted.
I think I figured out why I like this – because it's a man's perspective. As a romance writer, I'm always trying to see sex from both points of view.
Thanks, Kellie. I'm not always sure why i write what i do but easier to understand myself when i'm being as base as this. Primal is our nature, for man more so, and the definition between that and love can be challenging.