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Feb 09, 2016
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PULPITATION
lurid paperback meaning
like a drive in screen
driven by the power of the
lamp machine
..
he loves the way she feels
hip too hip
she loves the way he looks
tastes lip too lip
speakers static overide
moans and steamy breath
the cries primitive
and full of duress
collapse to a finish
beneath the ghostly
glow
the giddy after show
a beverage and snack bar
replenish the want
for more then the sweets
of pleasure
drive off sated
happy with the treasure
of the happy pleasure
....
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Seren
9 years 5 months ago
Steven
You just took me back a million years ago
Thank you my friend for always supplying the poetic memories that in some way we all share, its why we love your poetry so much, that and the fact your brilliant
love Jayne x
Esker
9 years 5 months ago
fun is the gold lost in the slurry of life
I get the odd kernel nugget but
most its dust
which adds up
hope is such a scandal
at times!
but the adventoures!!
there were many!!!
glad u liked this!! :)