In the district heart
One can see fluffy bubbles of orgasms
And despair and hate
And sweet sweet chiasms
One can see skin and bones and eyes and tears
And hugs and neck and smiles and ears
And try to lick it or bite it
Or squeeze it or push it
Or touch it or mix it
With orange jelly or peanut butter
To make love better
31/03/2015
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