That eureka moment when you realize your existence lies in the lust of man.
I find my purpose in that of SPREAD LEG.
I give away my being as easy as common courteously only to end up CONVENIENT pussy.
I guess his penis inside of me makes me whole.
Makes me SIGNIFICANT.
But still somebody.
Maybe no Jesse Jackson but I am something to somebody.
Rather that, than empty.
Even if it is with semen.
Even if I am labeled as a whore. and marked with scarlet letter.
I get whatever side of dirty nasty stinky filthy love I can get because it is all that has been offered to me.
If any ever offered at all.
And all I have left to show for it is this beaten up pussy to remind me of my failed attempts to find lifeís meaning in another because I wasn't brave enough to seek it within myself.
If only they knew that I wasnít doing it for the nut but to fill my voids and numb my already swollen pains.
Iíve risked my only key to getting into to heaven on faith in HE.
I've sacrificed my own flesh, Godís gift to me 'life' and I choose to give it away so recklessly because I believe that maybe one day something good is going come out of all this...
FUCKING AND SUCKING AND SWALLOWING AND LOYALTY, HONESTY and NO QUESTIONS ASKED IMA DO BEFORE IT HITS YOUR LIPS BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO NEED ME AS MUCH AS I NEED LOVE!
SO I LAY LOOSELY AND TAKE ALL THAT YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME.
I ACCEPT IT.
EVEN THE BAD.
and barely find the time to get to know who's body I'm stuck in.
I donít know ME.
I desire to be with a woman to experience only what I myself could not amount to.
I long to taste the inside of SHE what no one showed me how to be and what I could never be on my own her perfect is delicious and thatís joy in my world.
Sylvia Perry 2014©