Orangey brown to pasty white,
some of these kids just ain't right.
Browny black to muddy brown,
Some of these kids look like clowns.
Various browns and varying greens,
Nature owns us all it seems.

IPen poised to write something ( Read more... )

Thundering pawsteps ( Read more... )

Soft black ( Read more... )

Full lips, grabbing hips,
good tips, rubbing tits.
Ice eyes, man's demise,
cock rise, sexy surprise.
Pucker up, bitch.

Dancing through you
with a view to start
anew; call her Dru
or Magdalene,
she will always
remain the same:
vivacious vixen with
claws in mittens and
a healthy love for
poodles and kittens.

Test, test, testing,
April is the cruellest month,
cruellest month.Lilacs in the warm rain ( Read more... )

          My soul was strewn across the page ( Read more... )

Emendation of the intellect ( Read more... )

Lauren's a Canadian poet,
and I s'pose she is quite sexy.
But since I know two other Lauren's,
I think I'll call her Betsy.