Whoremones

by Mr. X Capricorn - Not entered

I see her, she walks toward me
beautiful, perfect
naked, we melt and meld
our bodies become a body
plural to singular
sweat drips from her breasts
her nipples harder than granite
her hair seperated into sweaty strands
i stare into her eyes, intense, strong
she knows me, she knows my soul
i feel her, pulsating, loving
we made the best love ever 
unfortunately, she wasn't there
lonesome me
here with my whoremones

Reason for writing:

    obviously, i'm very lonely, this is inspired by masturbation and my happiest dream ever.  I am in love with a girl who doesn't know it!  (by the way, yes i know i spelled hormones wrong, it was a play on words)    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1999-04-20 01:11:19
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:03
Poem ID: 52278

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