stable lips

First uneasiness, a knock and a sigh of confidence

Ass licking knave Tupping, cumming

Instead of a ponytail, a tuft to make self helpless

and approachable, Known for making

the beast with two backs. lascivious and He

stand before you unbonneted Past or present

here now though like a Pastor present

He gives praise and credence to your lewdity

Hallelujah

Gag by panties I reach down To make it

a handful. No kisses. Unhealthy

Heard it all how hue put out light switch with

Nipples kidnapped - work miracles

always have things to do

Like a jelly-o in the bushes

Raw you

first miracle is for the drunk

mildly from out of space

my children have always been on thenar space

surprised by brain, what it can fathom

run to the mirror to give awesomeness a face

an ogre with low moral tenets.

call me Less son of Job

ran from old age, but nowhere to go so I sob

swim, surf and ride now here – saddled with work

Denying age but Water kills and fire kills

In watery hell he’ll  swim

The face the canvas, our words the paint

in this nippled desert hue made me drink thirst

what is left is murther picking out chains

shovel out water ace of spades

on the right is six stars

with light years of buried placentas

Romeo not Italian hetero set where Men find men attractive

He tried to carrying you along - shoulder aches

“lick my clitoris too that you churn butter with”

"who’s ass licking knave now?"

oh moon of my delight you read minds too, I thought that

tell me not your mind is still sane amidst this deliciousness

darkened thoroughfare – frequented, goals of a business place,

do you know that pendaticism is overrated

an indoor dog, I am bred for wickedness

but this sugary door, openly shut and sour

reminds me of a lost poem of unhappy lips

that goes like this

Give me your all, ye it to me as sweats trickle

down the seams of her birthday suit

following

the river, an opening, a cave

started questioning

does it hurt?“tis been there for a while,

shaped like an inverted apple, went in and notice it was still

freshly cut and smelled metallic.

does it bleed? yes once a month

feeling sorry for her kissed it

she watched  lips meet lips

he asked? Lips why you unhappy with a constant frown and always pouting ?

she watched tongues touch tongues

feeling sorry for him she smiled in appreciative moan,

unhappy lips why won’t you smile?

For its botox, many a gentlemen have prescribed and stick sweets

“i hate unhappiness in every form”

nights like this after enjoying a good meal night like this when itisical sweats wet your forehead

a sweet that would never get tired at all she only laughed

with a beautiful smile that contradict its

it continues its frown and finally said

Jehovah created unhappy lips and nothing would make it smile forever'

"I don't like it"

good things don’t come to those who wait

only pain and suffering don’t be in a haste

“I don’t, I mean Am not''

strike when the iron’s cold morse code

I hope I at least send signals

Seen a lot I want to try but time is not on my side

And your ruthlessness wont allow I am inside

But You think about the ones outside

and how much more you could be making

As I could continue my poetry

I proceed to smell this smeal

 Still you goddess you keep your sanity

Lost mine, don’t make mocks with love 
I could still be dangerous, wait, and you did even when i can go no longer

 tell that funny story of how like a debased Indian when you threw

for virginity away to the man. for less than a cent

I guess Id ride your hot spoked. All that’s spoke is maned,

all those days you believe in words spoke 

and being spoken to and spoken for and the believe in all that spoken spoke

that's just how thankful for drying my hands eternally greased

From the crude cream to the medieval gum

"what am i worth?"

a car, a house, two cars, two storey buildings

Promise, I promise, Now promise Promise

That you will Cry over town for this town crier who is

happy at his first visit at the stables?

by Victor Samuel