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I was a useless piece of paper

Poetry By: heretic
Poetry



A brief history about a relationship
and the power of erotic transformation


Submitted:Jul 23, 2014    Reads: 39    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I was a useless piece of paper,

that she threw into the toilet trashcan in a club,

on a Saturday night

~

Then I became an empty hole that started to fulfill itself with pain,

until it became solid and stable, like rock

~

The rock rolled and hit her, inside the core

where no walls could withstand its hardness and its fury

~

Then I transformed into a sponge,

and started to absorb her electrical waves of love and lust,

until I got drunk by them

~

I screamed violently

As I was thinking of her screaming as she was getting fucked by me,

her love juices one with mine,

her tongue playing with my tongue,

her hair touching my nose and cheeks, when I was behind her

~

I heard her in my mind, cumming with spasms,

her body was shaking

and her spring of pleasure was leaking all its water

and I got drown by the floods of the most extreme ecstasy

~

It was the destruction and rebirth of all things,

the union of everything into one.





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