A Solioquy on Sex
To be or not to be, aye there's the point. To die; to sleep; is that all? Aye, to those damned to fall. No, to sleep, to dream, aye love. There it goes to take flight high above.. For in that dream of love, when we wake; In a pit or orgasim set to take. From whence no passenger shall ever return, And aye, some are doomed to burn. The happy smile, the accused hex. But for what? The joyful hope of sex? Who'd bare the scorns and flattery of the rain? None other than those with thorns on thine brain. The mother being oppressed, the child wronged. The hunger for bodies, the craving still strong....WS is a lovely poet.... lol I can adapt lol SEX Written February 23rd, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 07:19 AM PST, Jessica Taylor 18 • 0 • 10
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"To be or not to be, aye there's the point...."