Jason PraTT

Rookie (26 Nov 1979 / Houston, Texas)

This Hotel Bed Feels Empty - Poem by Jason PraTT

hello harlot, your heinie
right here
in the middle
of my heavy view
jiggly and lively
as our lustful moments dance sweetly
towards the dawn of tomorrow
whereas wildfire winds us back
to the beginning
of the hellos
and our good-byes are scheduled
with silent, affectionate emotion

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 16, 2005

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