Three Liners Only Poem by me poet yeps poet

Three Liners Only



All men are tuned
or wired to be furious
at that uncontrollable time

one stand per night
or whatever lovers one
with a love seeking wife

ask a fu*king king
keep crossed your hands
if you have no free fingers

your poem-ink
is grand
ah what a one night stand

was it grand
different spice every night
different red chilies all right

Wednesday, October 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poem,sex
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
sex by the moment
call it hourly
stand by pleeze
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