Raunchy Poem 2

My lovely non-blogging Sweet-n-Sour Love Chicken friend Measha pointed out to me that my last post was not really all that raunchy and barely rhymed. I can do better!

Your fingers
Pulling my Trigger
Make me long
For something
Bigger.

Your lips
Plunging rapidly
Between my hips
Inspire in me
Such obscene
Quips.

Your hardness and ability,
Symbols of strength and virility,
Procure in me a sensation,
A lovely elevation,
A euphoric jubilation
That beats the hell out of
Masturbation.

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