Does She

To curse 
the 
breasts
whose 
nipples i 
kiss...
No!
The 
breasts 
which i 
lay my 
big head
during 
night 
chats,
which i 
fondle 
affectionately 
with my 
cracked 
hands,
I will 
not 
curse 
the 
breast
which i 
suckled 
for life.

But this 
thing 
now....
Invited 
my 
attention:
i saw a 
naked 
woman 
in the 
dark,
under 
the evil 
eye of 
hooting 
owls
splintered 
my 
pentaloons 
and loin 
cloth
before 
tempting 
myself 
into the 
wicked.
This 
songand 
all the 
songs 
we sang 
together,
kissing 
her lips 
vigorously
as she 
like a 
snake 
hisses 
before 
pissing...
Now i 
cant...not 
anymore
Afraid 
my 
mouth 
might 
be 
mistaken 
for a 
lavatory,
Does she 
have to 
pee in 
my sleep

dreamdidactic

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