Monthly contest for people who find joy in lewd things. |
For Nick I am not afraid Peace forgives The saints that Be divine He loves blue And sounds like rain He is cunning As is tame Burning bright Putting evil in her bowels Just a nickel none the rest Be beauty and her naked breast I cannot have you But I will try To leave the pain It will be nothing more To where I went down Into the sandcastle Searching for you Missing my last Time spent with you Leaving the game Thus, choosing me My lover’s eye Correct this time The answer In my eyes You are my bedlam You are my sunshine So beautiful in a song In common sense Is that I love you But leaving what was lost Is loving what had been found All the more rising Looking back Stronger than before Saying farewell to the broken iris And hello to my bedlam My sweetest dear Braving the raven Hearing souls so near Crying at death’s door Begging for you Picturing your smell When you are with her Still, I will smile I will laugh Under the bridge Thinking of you You have become my beloved I become hungrier There is a big dog grinning The shin is leading To the chin that is repeating That no, not her I am your bedlam Hold me, dearest Cheating death, yet again |