Swordswinger Poem by Jerry Lawrence

Litter Of Ours Well Kept.1ce I Wept Over Her.
N-Cur Her Wrath @ Thine Own Discretion.
Poison, @ Her Best.
Rest Of, A I, Permanently Regarding Her As Problem Solver Supreme.
C.R.E.A.M. Orgasmic, Of Hers, Both My Immortality & Vitality.
Reality Is Urs, Sweetheart.
Smart Enough 2 Keep Giving My Heart That Vital Start.
Apart, Yet @ A Blush When She Thinks Of I.
Pry Open The Fresh Corpse, Mi Lady. Hurry Up @ Get Our Nexxxt Treasure.