ConceptualA Poem by ElieeLeaky pipes for Pleasuring the moon In his aching-- Burning passion Dripping ice blue fire Down his throat -- Throw up concepts of His word, marking bumpy Flesh of acid -- Slamming down singing Palms to hard oak Sweat pooling around -- Broken creak of dark Red water, lap it up With crusty cups -- © 2017 Eliee |
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Added on March 21, 2017 Last Updated on March 21, 2017 |

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