Virgin No More Poem by Jack Ingram
Virgin No More
The fevered sweat of naked passion,
Tangled in his net,
Convulsing in a lovers fashion,
The taste of blissful sweat.
Hear the flutter of cupid wing,
and the hearbeat screaming “lust! ”
Virginity is a fragile thing,
And it dies upon a thrust.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: lust,passion
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