Best Satyriasis Poems

To the heroine of harrow: 
I offered hard labour, ploughing my soul in an inch,
Now, days go by in my Trelleborg without feeling a pinch,
Spotlights, random hot rods, my own stigma as the mark of Cain
Released to feel a high degree of vulgarity, sole,
Whenever I...

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Saturated in a lustful sin enormously rich-n-jealousy admired by men, Gold, 
Rubies, Silk Satin-n-Platinum satyriasis, for women sex brings forth beautiful 
children, a goddess, a queen, a prince, a princess or a king, I’ve witnessed Satan 
himself set fire to an angel’s wings, while my...

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She was a shot of tequila,
Gulped by every tippler.
She was a vase of carnations
Set on a high table,
For everyone to smell.

She was a lodge napkin,
To absorb their bodies' muck
She was a cup of cappuccino,
To calm their tactile desires.

They contaminated her,
And she is contaminating,
The gullible satyriasis.
Soon,...

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