A Man Disturbed Poem by Luca Menin

A Man Disturbed



Until his breath pleasure,
the hands touch deep.
Restraint,
like swallowed faded leafs.
Tremblingly.
Mistress flesh,
serpent gullet desire
Finger spread dreadfully,
the vulgar act
Velvet poison, shall pursue.
Extract precious juice

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