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Drip

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Reads 54
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drip poem waterfalls wet yessss

Does it pop severely? Does it overflow?

Swelling with every stroke, ready for after glow.

The tip of her waterfall is now at its peek

And he listens to her as she squeals and sweaks.

As her grips get rougher, so does his moans

His breathing getting slower, and slowly turning to groans.

And then suddenly, with a swiftness, it had all been done

Starting with a march, the soldiers began to run

Spouting like champaign on a hot summer night

It dripped like honey and the war was won.All Rights Reserved

drip poem waterfalls wet yessss

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Wed, Jun 29, 2016

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Just words that flow A river in my head It twists and turns And never stays the same The current is strong You can never go back Pen it down And remember The joy of the ride Through the rough bumpy tide That are the words In my mind.