Sunday, February 14, 2016

Antique



Antique

 

Like an old lamp gathering dust,

 A Brontosaurus. Before the meteor in the Yucatan.

What it's like To be a lover

In today's world of instant gratification,

A fuck me now, satisfy me, then fuck you world.

Have been guilty as well of spilling my seed without conscious.

Or regard for feelings.

 Not trying to be hypocritical.

Have just the frolics of passion

With the sense of genuine affection.

Care and heartfelt yearning

To be with that special one

To burn by their mere touch

Commanding your soul with their gaze.

To purely ejaculate into an empty vessel

Devoid of emotion

Is but a grain of sand

On a euphoric beach.

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