The Two Horny Kinsmen

Two souls
Each from different brethren
Intertwined into one
Through all that is unholy
Yet feels so divine
Motivated by burning desire
Free to release the ghosts of the past
By words parting their gentle lips
Just like one parts another's pouch
"Free me"
"Free me"
"Free me"
They say home is where the heart is
But theirs' is between their thighs
Marked by soft kisses and etching of thy name
Dampness rolls down one's lap
"Did you cum" the other asks
"No because it's a cute little one :D"