Poem for Sunday, June 09, 2024
Poem for Sunday, June 09, 2024
One Room.
Rented Monthly.
Fold-up Bed.
He met me outside beneath the street lamp.
On my back, he was on top of me.
My legs wrapped around his body.
He slid inside of me.
One Night.
One Bed.
His cock was deep inside of me.
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