Phil Soar

Gold Star - 50,198 Points (28.06.1952)

Lost Passion - Poem by Phil Soar

The breasts that not so long ago had firmness
The lower parts that I once took delight in
Have headed south for regions I won't go to
And the look of sheer frustration is quite frightening

From her view I'm sure that she can't find a reason
To explore my wrinkled pleasure zone no more
My gonads look like prunes so out of season
And my manhood only points down at the floor

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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  • (1/18/2016 2:41:00 PM)

    perfect description
    of fading love-nuts
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015

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