A Train

At some stage, we all wait at that platform for the train to arrive, as many come & go in between the one we’re meant to board.

Depravity, isn’t a bad thing when harnessed appropriately for mutual pleasure... 🌻🌻🌻

Thank you for reading it.  Thank your for your comment.
Maybe you misunderstood the poem;... the stations pass by outside *our* rolling train.
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Wow!

Well... Thank you, Ahavati.

chuffing heck - giggles

 ... 😎 😍👍  

I  clearly *chuffed* to know more about that  female passenger.  
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Thank you, Skyblue2.

This was superb

Thank you, Adagio.

An erotic write as the stations pass by,  
"Passing like my spermatozoons
In the erotic dream ...
That I have inserted in her desolation. "
Oh yes inserting, very nice.  

"So depressive ... that she does not exist"
I have often spoke in terms of my nonexistent existence.

I know, elesian.
Thank you for reading my poem.
(I am following you now).

A Plus, bro