Cautionary
Content is purely objective, but a subjective diary. No offense, non taken.
February 08, 2009
_The Visual Diary_
In a dark pale room
there was this encounter
A deep feeling
A sleepless ponder
Just had a fruitful fight
with a friend in need the most
We hated each glances
With an urgency to talk
A share in a laughter
A needless draught
There was an artiste
Who needed my help
Her name was a horror
heeding disrespect
She was a strong one
Lived among the long ones
She had her flaws and laws
Worthy of not one
I searched for her needs
Careless and deep
I looked here and there
and found as such none
She got off my top
Her bare back yellow and warm
I moved onto wonder
Ignoring to her in corner
It was hard to resist
The lights changed its bliss
Th room changed its disk
I made my first kiss
She was persistent and fast
I pressed real hard
It did end at last
The dream fell a part
I was pressing too hard
Onto the chair
drooling hard.
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