Abhorrence Poem by Orpheus Asfeteros
Abhorrence
She gushes fierce vitriol
There lies malice in her tone
I blossom an erection
Yes, arousal stirs within
I never loved her
How I do when she held such antipathy towards me
Her eyes staring into mine with deep seated aversion
The arduousness in seeing her lies in
Resisting my desire to hold her down
Make Love
Teach her to feel
As she did when we held
Flawless rapport with one another.
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