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Wet Wood (To Free The Demon's Within)

Wet wood    
Dangling long and limp between my legs      
I lift my eyes towards the sky      
To the heavens, I humbly beg      
     
Rid me of the hurt and pain      
The anger that I feel deep inside      
Shall I be granted forgiveness      
and forget the pain and all the lies.....      
     
…........so that once again, my hardwood shall long to rise.      
     
“Sorry............      
Is all that you can't say      
Years gone by and still      
Words don't come easily      
Like sorry, like sorry........"
     
     
To lay you down and vent my rage      
To release the animal from his cage      
To feel my hardness rip your tender skin      
Thrusting into your womb barbarically      
To hear you scream again and again and again      
     
Nosferatu revived      
Wanton lust, catatonic thrust      
Swelling bigger and bigger inside ur heat      
until my wet wood dares to bust........      
     
........like a clap of thunder      
deep inside the wetness of your womb      
An explosion so deafening      
Earth shattering, like a sonic boom.........      
     
     
“ All of my troubles      
 they go away when you're on top of me      
loving Me down, making sounds      
and it's so good I am screaming..........”
     
     
Pleasure so damned intense      
Shocking ur body until you are numb      
Mind bending waves of euphoria      
No other lover will ever make you cum......      
     
....."Is that the way, "I" love U baby?      
     
But I won't eva' try to love you again      
Even that may not be enough.    
Words speak life; yet speak death      
and now I am damaged; shall I ever again trust.........      
     
......Woman      
     
and anything that I find between your beautiful, dark thighs      
Seemingly damaged beyond repair      
I thought I saw the message in your eyes      
and now I feel nothing in my soul but despair      
     
"….....caught up in your web of lies."      
     
“I hurt myself today      
To see if I still feel      
I focus on the pain      
The only thing that's real      
       
The needle tears a hole      
The old familiar sting      
Try to kill it all away      
But I remember everything..........."
     
     
Oh how I desire to feel the hurt-joy and pain      
Wet wood swing heavy once again      
To experience a spiritual, emotional, and sexual healing      
so that I might just feel      
“alive” and “whole”      
once again.
     
     
     
     
     
Author's Note( Shall I credit the various muses that lent themselves to this poem: "Baby Can I Hold You Tonight-Tracy Chapman, "Screamin"-Macy Gray, "The Way"-Jill Scott, "Lies"- Johnathan Butler and "Hurt"-Johnny Cash/Trent Reznor)
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