In my toughest times
You always stood up for me
Dressed up in that leather layer
You come out only for your homieMy day starts happily
When I notice that morning wood
You gave me some happiest nights
Easing my decisions on shouldn't I or shouldYou are a joystick of pleasure and ecstasy
You stretch climax of joy to pinnacle
Small to big, soft to hard, in seconds
You are a biological miracleMind controls you
But your soul is free
Like a soldier you say 'aye aye captain'
Ready for fight, you army of threeYour erection is linked to all dirty thoughts
As if only naked bodies pink flesh triggers you
It's their minds to blame which send signals
Else love, kindness appeal more to youWorld judge you on your
Shape, size, color and actions
Not physical depth, you touch depth of heart
You got all the right reasonsYou are treated by all like a villain
Or as someone to hide and be ashamed about
They can worship you as a God
But can't accept you as normal and talk it outYou are fun loving, coolest and a charmer
You are the source of creation, and you rock
Oh! You have been my dearest of all
Hence this ode to you, my dear cock*******
~TallGuy
YOU ARE READING
A bit of me, a bit of you
PoetryA bit of me: Just straight from my heart, I think something and write that, set of lines coming in my mind A bit of you: Your soul searching for something, reached here and saw this, a bit of you lived with me while reading a bit of me