Kyle Shield Laster
The Misuse Of A Body - Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
So many diapers I would change
To nurse your ego's inner age,
But my heart just sits upon a page
Bleeding. Will you love me?
How much time shall I see pass
While, sitting sore upon the grass
Nursing a freshly mounted ass,
Pondering, will you love me?
If I get down on my knees
Begging as sweetly as you please
With my tongue lulling like the seas,
Will you love me?
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