fling

can i come over and sublimate?
lets get orally fixated
getting high and fucking
juicy pastime yours and mine
later, we'll divide and climb
climbing age and his old hills
we'll rock the boat with our wrinkly wisdom
and fling Love, not sexual chi, wide around

— talkingcat, Feb 22, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Newcastle, Australia, AUS

Critiques

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

YES YES ~! oh oh I mean yes

YES YES ~! oh oh I mean yes the internal logic is sound ... ok I am going for a shower now lol jesus what a poem got my vote and nom ... kind regards Jayne-Chloe

Bonitaj

16 years 3 months ago

boy!

You Aussie chicks are unstoppable ;)(cf Jayne control yourself!) Good descriptive sense of urgency and throwing all caution to the wind!~ you WANTON WENCH/STUD you ;) Bonita j

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

;) you got that right Boni

;) you got that right Boni lol

Kailashana

16 years 3 months ago

Hey, I resemble that

Hey, I resemble that remark! What is it with Aussies? The water, the dust, the dreamscape? ~A "If parents really would love their children there would no longer be any war." J. Krishnamurti

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

LMAO Mum you crack me up …

LMAO Mum you crack me up ... its the water and the dust mixing the paint for the the dreamscape ;) lol congrates on spotlight with this brilliant poem ... YES~! hahaha I loved it kind regards love Jayne-Chloe