sexgod
Good morning yesterday
the man-woman each dream ware
Chase night-day and this is the story
of those who keep on wanting for more;
Up-breast lust stroke and screw
lying next to earth without awe
Ejaculate below and above still
stare at lost completely in hell
Ooh they yearn and scream
each time touches each skin
Of the souls who seek relies
frontal nudity let reason flies
Aah touch me once again here and now
make love consume me make a vow
Eat me your sex-fantasy
the passion of the gods il-way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem