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Stronger and higherMy breath resoundsMy skin is drenched from sweatFacial hairCoarse and painfulInflaming my neckPouting lipsLayers wrap layers of fleshReptile of skinIndian eyesSilently criesFor lost open air skiesFlowing curlsEntangled swirlsCaress my neck and browFluids flow through meMy feet become foggyMy arms are the cloudsThe sun is my penisHot and piercingThe moon is my testiclesHanging in moody glowControl my tide of spermSea of lifeThe sun penetrates the vacuum of spaceVagina of timeGiver of life
Copyright © 1989 Sean P. Pratt, all rights reserved
The Origin Story: This is from a period in my life where I was dealing with a messy divorce (at far too young of an age) and no direction in career-wise. I turned to poetry when I was not out carousing with my friends. This poem I was in my early twenties and definitely filled with lust. And so, of course, I had a poem about sex.