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i becomes I because SHE is

Poetry By: firephoenix

oh yes she is!!!

Submitted:Jan 15, 2013    Reads: 399    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

SHE: the ice breaker

and the first rejection

HER mannerisms

are perfection-

and yet beg for permission

to be promiscuous.

SHE is my

love affair with hair

i could count their many

strands of chivalry

endlessly and daily.

When i am lost within lust

SHE is the richest sex

the many faces

and countless deeds

of whips on ass-less chaps:

SHE is my punishment

when i seek repentance.

SHE is the love of SHAKTI

with the wrath of KALI

suitable for any drishti

that should gaze upon HER.

my pipe forever full

i need not smoke it-

my cup is topped

i need not taste it-

for I am satiated

by the wildness of HER thighs

and endless adventure

lost between OUR eyes.


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