Friday, February 24, 2012


I stare at her in heat
A dog I am
The sight of her makes me thirsty
I panic and pant
She excites me
She has a scent
I smell her
Makes me want her more
Tongue hanging out
Mouth getting dry
About to grip her body
Before I quench my thirst
I will use her as my took
To satisfy my selfish needs
I'm willing to turn her life upside down
Deplete her inside and out
To satisfy my selfish and impulsive desire
Too bad she's not a woman
But just a bottle of Sprite

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