I want to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time, I want to run nude in front of others without exposing myself, I want to make love to that woman without getting screwed, I want to live life to the fullest without killing myself, I want to get rid of my girlfriend’s cat without losing her pussy, I want to take a stab at life without missing the point, I want to write typos and type in short-hand left handed, I want to run in circles like a complete square, I want to shoot the sh#t without making myself the target and it blowing up in my face, I want.... I want to.... I want to....WANT
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Tyronn Rahda Monroe
poet, violinist, musician, short story writer, furniture builder, artist, photographer.....etc....and recently trying to write screenplays. Covid has dictated that I must travel down exciting, new roads of prosperity to survive financially.
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Lust is in the Air
The distinct internal writings of two jezebels, Caressed by the numerous, like toes in summer sands, Bringing us homeward bound, To the lecherous natures within, Sauve tongues lick the gospels of sin, Locutions cascading in the night’s aerate, Whispering naughty fashions against the lobes, Inflammational thoughts swell the ‘moist areas of tension’, Reasons of seduction, I deduced? This rationality appears, then dissipates rapidly, A strong wind of desire desperately shed light, Not unlike that of Florida’s perceperational attributes, Nature grasps it’s social butterfly in a ‘Cocoon of Dereliction’, The moth inside has died like puberty, The sexual avarice of a demigod is warranted, The ‘Pheromones of Lust’ cloud the mind, Lust is in the Air
By Tyronn Rahda Monroe3 years ago in Poets
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