Poem Comments

Moneyslave

I haven't been doing much porn lately Mistress Pamela was right

here is something I wrote a friend her heart was actually hurting

and my face got red and neck and ears were reddest and on fire

from the last sex I had

I think the thing that is so rare about life is love

and when it comes the coin she touched turns gold

and upon that date pressed a volume can be written

but the heart ache is so unfamilliar

like death living without the fear

and then the heart throb is gone

because our fragile heart could not take the stress of stressing

if she will be near here or forever there

your heart will be stronger for the next one

the more we break the less we can be broken


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