Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Whiskey Whispers

Servile to gravity, your breasts
part their ways when you lie down
as if is willing to accommodate
any fucking face that would want to
I don't like it.
I prefer you standing up
It ensures a discretion.
A discrimination with others
through your look,
this huge barrier,
which
only I am allowed to trespass
.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)