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Premium Member I Don'T Care Who They'Re Screwin' In Private

I do care

who they're screwin' in public


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this poem is word for word plagiarized.  If you know who I plagiarized, you probably have a good feel for freaky people and the aliveness of the streets.  If you don't, you can ask me or whatever.

In Private Space

The things
little things
I can adore
keep me wanting 
to 
reach a shore 
of you,
a ending place
beginning door 
through
a key hole
climb
see you traced
in life
in private space

Courage In Private

I
When I fall morally
I fall in faith, inwardly
My prayers without answers
Don't deter me, unless I'm addicted
To some moral sin -
Lord Jesus, don't let me slip & spin
Out of thy value system, thy Living Word

II
Miracles for me, usually,
At home or in political spaces
Is the courage to do the right thing, morally:
Love God, Love People, respect the opposite sex
And always, always : recall that God loves justice
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In Private

A bruise-
opens up again.
Why you did not know,
how to stop, in the blue night,
under the shadow of
god particles ?

A glimpse-
of the naked form;
the size, the shape,
unsettles the script, the committed
dogma. Why you were still
unvisible, O glory ?

Absurdity-
of the beliefs.
Life becomes a peddeler.
I don’t want to go to any bazaar
now. A poem is good enough
to move on.


Satish Verma

In Private

In private I got you cry’n and whine’n each and every time and I be deep inside ya line’n
On top ride’n like a water rafter
Faster and faster, make’n me out last her, know’n I gotta have her
Got me grow’n even after I splash her
We grouped in our privacy, got me cooped in her privacy, blow’n my roof in her privacy
She scream’n “Please keep pipe’n me, is it mine don’t lie to me”
I tell her she’s my favorite fan to see, when I’m think’n about my favorite fantasy.
I know I’m her favorite man to see when she’s demand’n D.
Honey scratch’n the back of me, kissin my neck passionately, leave’n passion to see for other chick to peep when they pass’n me.
Mami’s a tyrant, since we in private then she’s try’n it, handcuff’n and tie’n Ms.
Entice’n cause she like’n it
Know she shouldn’t have came through the doorway
I seen it in her eye’s from “Hi” that she wants to be my whore today
In seclusion, sex’n is the conclusion, our bodies is in a fusion beat’n it like I’m bruise’n
Now she only call when she need a fix
Translation, she only call when she need some dick
Grip her hips, lick her lips seduce her **** grab her ass and grasp as I’m hit’n it
Agreed that this is our little secret, forbid that the world find’s out that she wants it so frequent
Ask’n me what the total is, baby this is free dick
So goin girl get me hard as a stone girl, for ya help make you melt below the belt leave ya toe’s curled
Wont label you know hoe girl
Just make sure you free around three cause I’m goin want some more girl.

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