brutal honesty is not for the weak hearted (NSFW)

I only think of you,
when my dick is hard &
aching for some-kind-of
hungrin’-human-touch-and-touch
like some-kind-of
inticin’-invitin’-such-and-such.[…]

Brutal Honesty Is Not For The Weak Hearted.
(A ‘Single’ Explanation)

I only think of you,
when my dick is hard &
aching for some-kind-of
hungrin’-human-touch-and-touch
like some-kind-of
inticin’-invitin’-such-and-such.

I can barely hide it-
I can’t keep dry in my dreams
I certainly can’t wake up in the morning
without that solid rock-of-gibralter
pumping these thoughts of pumping
through my body like rigor mortis,
with the thought of you;
and your promise of la petite mort.

…

When all I have to do is ignore it away,
or secretly erase it through-
and once my desire is shed away
I’m no longer thinking of you…
(and I find I no longer give a fuck
 rather you would ever give one to me)

/01/10/09/
M. L. Michael 


 

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