Thoughts During SexA Poem by MARZSelf-descriptiveUnfold the petal-skin like a present wrapped in tissue paper take special care not to force or rip because you need to use the stuff later.
I am round and you are hard. sold muscles moving under that yellow skin you have reminds me of something reborn from the dead like an agile and sexual version of Frankenstein's monster. © 2008 MARZReviews
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