Very bad poetry. . . feel free to make improvements, suggestions.
I was a cuntish moth to your burning cunt candle flame.
Cuntishly I flew to you attracted by your cuntly warmth and light.
Powerful and instinctual was the cuntal force that drew me in
And like the insect cunt I was, I could not fly away.
Time and again I flew in close and suffered cuntful burns.
Indifferently your cunt hot flame would scorch my cuntile wings.
O you flaming cunt! Can't you see my cuntish pain?
Embrace me! Don't burn me! Soothe my blistered cunted skin!
Blinded by that cunt called love my protective shell was melted down.
More sensitive than sated clit, my bleeding cuntish heart exposed
And too heavy for my charred, singed wings to keep aflight,
I flew back in that one last time and sealed my cuntish fate.
Self-immolation, incineration, engulfed in cunting flames I fell
Into a pool of molten cunty candle wax and drowned a cuntful death.
Cuntishly I flew to you attracted by your cuntly warmth and light.
Powerful and instinctual was the cuntal force that drew me in
And like the insect cunt I was, I could not fly away.
Time and again I flew in close and suffered cuntful burns.
Indifferently your cunt hot flame would scorch my cuntile wings.
O you flaming cunt! Can't you see my cuntish pain?
Embrace me! Don't burn me! Soothe my blistered cunted skin!
Blinded by that cunt called love my protective shell was melted down.
More sensitive than sated clit, my bleeding cuntish heart exposed
And too heavy for my charred, singed wings to keep aflight,
I flew back in that one last time and sealed my cuntish fate.
Self-immolation, incineration, engulfed in cunting flames I fell
Into a pool of molten cunty candle wax and drowned a cuntful death.
posted by blog prince | 2:52 pm
at the touch of love/cunt, everyone becomes a poet.
I'm sure you and I aren't the only ones who have succumbed to writing love/cunt poetry. :)
great post. Just passing through, cool blog by the way.
I agree with Austinizer.
It's truly dreadful, yet dreadfully true.
These comments have made me laugh and smile more than I can remember doing in the last few months. When I wrote the poem I couldn't get that flame that the use for the levitra ads out of my mind.