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A Woman's Lament (In The Land of the Queen of Corona)
“I guess at the end of the day,
all you can do is
try and bust a nutt
and hope you wake up and
try again tomorrow.....” anonymous
I'm frustrated
and I've masturbated
until the wind cries “bloody mary”
the void between my wet, aching thighs
and the tears flow from sex-weary eyes
I can't get no relief
….madness
the insanity
this horniness
this pandemic anomaly
got me
itching for a deep scratch
good grief
My doctor said
if I don't get no head
by Monday,
I'm as good as dead
Oh my........
I need
for someone to
turn the brass knob
I want to sit high upon
his corn-on-the-cobb
I need to be popped
tucked, fucked
without ceasing.....
….right now
awaken
my sleepy hollow,
with hard strokes
and recompense
this plague,
this “social distancing”
this erotic “rage against the machine”
makes no “blank damned sense”
and my mind wanders
If he could just
cum to me
cum in me
cum all over me
like warm spring water and a summer breeze........please
Corona is a thief
I've been kidnapped
held hostage
someone please
rescue
me
Published 15th Apr 2020
Author's Note
.....this crept from brain after a friend (call her Tinnin) spoke to me at length today. She actually drives an 18 wheeler and was in a very bad way 😔😔.......😜
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15th Apr 2020 4:46am
I think many of us can relate to this situation. The current state of the world has dampened life and has dried other aspects of it.
Well written Mr.M.
—B
Well written Mr.M.
—B
16th Apr 2020 12:32pm
Thank you my beautiful friend for the read. .......and your well shall never run dry 😘 #tastetherainbow
16th Apr 2020 12:43pm
Haha! From your lips to the ears of the Gods.
But if the spring should run dry
These warm waters have given life
Quenched the thirst of men
Baptized the curiosity of women
If this spring runs dry
Gods, let it be the day I die
But if the spring should run dry
These warm waters have given life
Quenched the thirst of men
Baptized the curiosity of women
If this spring runs dry
Gods, let it be the day I die
16th Apr 2020 12:59pm
15th Apr 2020 4:49am
The picture captivated my attention, the poem was the cherry on top.. nicely penned my poet
16th Apr 2020 12:33pm
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15th Apr 2020 4:39pm
Yes. 100% this!
You wrote it so perfectly. So flawlessly.
And from a woman's perspective?
I loved it.
A+
You wrote it so perfectly. So flawlessly.
And from a woman's perspective?
I loved it.
A+
16th Apr 2020 12:35pm
I wasnt surprised when i saw the title
mr M strikes again
However, i had to laugh..
And i thought so
When the lock downs are over
The 18th wheeler will have overtime..
Or you might be of assistance ... For some relaxation .... (Oops did i write that out loud...........Yea sir i did) 😅
mr M strikes again
However, i had to laugh..
And i thought so
When the lock downs are over
The 18th wheeler will have overtime..
Or you might be of assistance ... For some relaxation .... (Oops did i write that out loud...........Yea sir i did) 😅
16th Apr 2020 12:38pm
Poetic Strength, beneath the modest exterior lies a freak in you who too is looking for "a scratch" 😇 😈 Thank you reading me and the comments. Stay safe. niece.
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