Amorous mates
Down there is the forest,
A hostage of my lollipop,
For better reasons I know,
But, am here now, to feel it,
Rejuvenate and flop it back
Stay strong my monster
And submissive to your priestess.
Beyond is now the past,
The new is like olive...
So fresh like oysters
Blended with macaroni sauce,
Upon a taste of you,
I would craze for more
Because, our is the newest paradise.
© Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
09/09/2018
02: 04PM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem