What Makes Me Turned On
((WARNING!!! It has sexual language in this poem . . . you have been warned! Just so that you all know, this didn’t really happen to me except certain parts I won’t discuss unless you wanna p-soup mail me about it…I’ll be glad to explain it to you if I’m comfortable enough to share with you! Most of the time, I’ll be more than happy to get my point across to you! Anyways, have a good read and comment if you dare! Don’t forget to pen on, dear poets, about almost every subject you can possibly grasp at the writing moment!!))
Why do girls play hard to get? Who knows…who knows…
Hectic Weather showers over me
And I’m sweating like a pig in heat!!
Triggering my sexual pleasure…beyond measure!
Masturbation is an act of feeling good and it’s ecstatic as heavens
At certain degrees, it can be a crime so sublime
Kangaroo hops – it can be as good and fun as child play
Everyone has their own opinion about it…of course! Of course!
Sure! You think I’m bizarre and outspoken, but I’m just a normal boy with wacko hormones and I’m as mature as a wise old man
Me things they judge me when I do it in secret like a spy, looking vigilantly at someone who looks suspicious, cowardly hiding in the short hedges
Empty as a drum without a pounding…that’s the way I feel – so numb, naked and ashamed!! Why do I feel awkward and mortified?
Tricked into having an ****** of delight…something surreal shapes our lives when I don’t feel so self-conscience about myself and exposing my body in front of you (but my manly parts feel for you)
Utopia is the next door neighbor or unexpected company – cum on it!
Ravishing motions and emotions thrill me to the extreme…I just wanna do it nice and slow
No! Don’t go! I feel the electricity-like warmth and fulfillment of our bodies as one! I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable! Don’t walk away and shut the front door!
End this temporary pain in my chest and angst, banging at my skull ruthlessly – don’t let my heart of devotion and affection get into trouble by digging deeper in our black hole….my curiosity can get unbearable, dear angel of appealing light
Destined to be with you forever and always (amen!), but meanwhile I’ll please myself by treating me out somewhere safe and sound and I can grab a hold of my personal freedom – can you cum with me!? Sorry that I might sound desperate possibly!
Oh! I almost forgot! That “somewhere” is a world called A Blissful Lifetime
Nighttime and its brilliant stars are shown in your mirror-like ocean-blue eyes – you’re dah one that turns me on…you made me feel like a Krazy, Klever King, crowned with refined, dynamic, moonlit-claimed joy!
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014
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