Best Squirming Poems

The storm is coming
The beast comforts himself
His minions hold great hope
And wait for his magic

The world dies a little each day
anticipating the deluge that’s lying 
on the fringes of extreme narcissism
and madness

Nothing stands long if hatred is its base
and exclusion its driving force,
surrounded by a...

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Don't ever be caught off securing!
The world is in a state of writhing. 

Human skin is used to induce maps usage.
And then hang it on the wall alike a rootage.

Who are those poems on my lips, please?
And the lexicon of people who love freeze?

The strands beg,...

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The touch of her hand
Moving slowly up my thigh 
Lifting my boxer

Starts a delicious craving
Her eyes look over every inch of my body
My heart is racing

I can hear it beating in my ears
I crave much more
But don't want to ask

She takes her time teasing me
Tempting...

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