A man’s cock
A man’s cock
Sings to me
In thrashing ecstasy.
I do not need
A man to justify my existence
I crave his gun
To bleed
To fuck
The body is a temple for god
An instrument for art
My pussy is the paint
Your cock the brush
Dip it in baby
With one big thrust.
"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."
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