I want the long lacquered nails of an olive skinned female
To run down my chest over my heart
Big bosomed woman
Thighs can be thick or thin
Long as they’re shapely and naked
No rush no touch
Don’t even want to be close
Need you at a distance where
I can see your entire body
Without moving my eyes
Desire is its own god and devil
I will always be hard
I will never be wise
Because I look at my woman
It is the weight of my eyes
That flattens her back and spreads her thighs
What’s a poor girl to do?
But submit
Fuck it
Tomorrow you’ll be as good as new.
Don Arrup
Satire1
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