deepundergroundpoetry.com

wanted to smell pleasure

the train speed
was gaining
I was being pushed
from behind
his breathing
was hurting my back
my soft moans and
shivering paws
was making marks
on the glass.
n at the end
the brook
came to play
on my chubby thigh...
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 11 reading list entries 0
comments 28 reads 401
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
Today 2:23pm by Abracadabra
COMPETITIONS
Today 1:25pm by WillowsWhimsies
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:02pm by Mstrmnd1923
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:43pm by The_Darkness_Insid
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:38pm by The_Darkness_Insid
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:36pm by The_Darkness_Insid