Poem: Good Dick


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Her eyes had rained all night,

It seemed like some bee had bitten her

But someone still heard her soul,

For it kept screaming

Unhidden like the thunder

Rushing like a wave

Torn apart by the thing that satisfied her,

A good dick

One she said dived in her blood

With invincible promises and breathless poetry

In times of love

A fella with no dream

Always a ready play mate

No words whatsoever from his ever libating lips

Yet her blood steamed for him

Even with no pledge for a commitment

That would make her dream more

When he decided to stay away

With his good dick.

One she hoped would be around forever

A sad sight to reminisce

When she screams

I stayed!

A story she’d written with her blood

On the walls in her room

From the cuts on her wrist

Night after night.

 

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