Fickle (a short poem)
Intentional movements I feel sure that I'll have you
The want is intense, the jealousy immense.
With my back-side comforter, a reliable pulse required.
The challenge from obtaining my goal is desired.
Innocently swooning you with my deliberate touch,
Whispered delights, void of delicacy, body requests such.
Fish on a hook, insatiable taste buds quenched.
Now your locked down my eye will wonder,
A new bed warmer replacing the tatters cast aside.
Hurt ignored, pulse races for excitement.
Decency absconded, vessel left wanting, cycles repertoire.
19/03/12
I could feel this! The fish on a hook part, especially. :) I don't know too much about video games - I wish I could help, though.
ReplyDeleteThank you hun, it was inspired by something I witnessed. Aww thats fine my dear? Do you you of any educational games at all? If so could you please tell me about them? :) x
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