David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,564 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

Riff On Kelly Seale's After You'Ve Gone - Poem by David McLansky

After you've gone
I masturbate,
Did you have to take so long
Why did we have so wake up late?
I search for the smell of you that lingers
I try to taste you on my fingers
My panties still feel wet
I didn't come!
Dawn's regret

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  • Brian Jani (5/15/2014 2:59:00 AM)

    Nice poem David (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 12, 2013

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