Atef Ayadi

1: 00am...She Invited Me Over..Her Website

first, do i look.....

i am a waste...nuclear...liar...argentinian from Tibet's...


look lolo...i need to get stimulated when i
read something....


lets....agree about a win-win position...beauty...spot....

''une frappe''...or a spank....a mark....

i mean let mark...something intelligent....

i need to read a woman poem so i can....sleep....

cause...when...a woman...write...really she is naked....

the only only difference....


she is naked in the moon and no one...care to go up there...

and get radiated...by the moon and the sun...

and the beauty..radiation (x-rays...magnetic...waves....radio waves....sunshine...cold icy temperature...flying inks...fl

flying ideas and lust...

so write me...some in pertecular...so i can smell it..washed....drink it..then respond...

like a flash light...i srike you in the head...like god did to the indian mahraja....he took his woman....and fa aked off...like an ass...in darkness...

Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 11, 2010

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