My own darkly gothic poem

FUCK THE POLICE

911 EVERY DAY
Devoid of Love

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the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, cold and alone are we.
the salvation for which you lust
flares once, then dies,
devoured by the all-encompassing dark.
all hope must sicken and die.

your passion throbs no more.
how could you abandon me?
lost souls surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.
 
My Love

By: WM

Your skin glows like the Banana, blossoms wonderful as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your saxophone voice and leaps like a Zebra at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great Pidgen wing.
I am comforted by your Panties that I carry into the twilight of lightbeams and hold next to my ass.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of come.
As my boobs falls from my bra, it reminds me of your space.
In the quiet, I listen for the last explosion of the day.
My heated thigh leaps to my shirt. I wait in the moonlight for your secret bed so that we may sex as one, thigh to thigh, in search of the magnificient red and mystical bed of love.
 
Catch this Daddio

By: WM

Sky lit with lightning, fall down upon me

With a liking for the Rams in Dallas.

Whatever it is it can't be me

And climb the mountain of la silla
 
For LadyT

By: WM

I wrote this letter especially for you
To prove that my love for you is true
Never shall I kiss someone else's lips
Never will we make any boring trips

LadyT, you are unbelievably beautiful
When I am near you my heart goes like a raging bull
Words cannot express
What I felt when you said 'yes'

LadyT, you mean so much to me
I never knew this could be
You are my sweetheart day by day
I hope you will never go away

This my dick in a box is for you, I hope you will like it
I am dying to see your reaction, that I will admit
This poem has come to an end
There are many more I would like to send
 
Paragliding

By: WM

My love for hot bitches is so great,
my heart melts for her 'til the dusk of day.
The night make loves when her's away,
sexes, paragliding 'til day's dawn.

Her beauty is great,
Wondering mind 'til her sees,
fucking is all I do,
While waiting for the moment, for her to say "I do."
 
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