Marauders Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Marauders
We were like marauders rushing to a raid.
To pillage, plunder and take,
From each other in those days.
In a conquest to just feed lust,
With an unbearable urging,
To strip and quiver bare.
Bragging which acts we would perform,
Before done.
And teasing with our eyes,
Of what could be expected.
And then we slept in mid-caress holding.
Too exhausted to live up to the hype.
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