"I had a dream I can buy my way to heaven. Till I beheld your crown of sienna waves tiding me through a pleasurably devastating swim down chocolate so luscious, as the colloidal strawberried donuts you plump out to conceal dentures of sirens,"
"Thy fangs are unworthy to penetrate no other clavicle than yours, that vein down to the sternum of invisible seraphic wings, which are just as alabaster as the cloth nature dressed you in, and I want to dress you too. I had a dream I can buy my way to heaven. But heaven is between those legs pillaring the lobby to paradise--"
"But heaven is between those legs pillaring the lobby to paradise, and pleasure is around the vertices to my ecstasy, and oblivion is within those turquoise pools in your paradise, your Elysium is my panacea, and my heart is neath your heart, begging to let in."
"Now will you let me in. Make me the happiest boy on Earth. Be my boyfriend, Maurice Poseidon Greene. And I'll treat you like the most powerful man in the Milky Way."
---Leroi Slayberry, [SEX AND THE BOY]
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PoetryA poisonous pool pertubatively plenteous and packed with programs in which Christopher, this poriferous punk provokes with pleasure, pines in pain and ponders with poetry, 2019 Watty Winner. Featured on Wattpad's official Poetry; Random.
