Dispatches from the wilds of Proseambique – With Love

With all the suffering in the world, autoerotohymnia – the compulsion to unknowingly communicate exclusively in the form of erotic poetry – doesn’t really seem that bad – after all, there are worm larvae that burrow into people’s eyeballs out there. And actually, for the chronically shy it can be surprisingly helpful at letting those girls you like (but aren’t game to tell) know just how you feel.

Except maybe you don’t find out you have it until after you’ve sent a christmas card to Grandma.

Published in: on December 2, 2010 at 3:54 pm  Comments (2)  

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  1. Your clever
    Throbbing words
    Like the caress of nipples upon earlobes
    Ecstatic release
    Of a kind –
    The sweet, moist sweetnesss
    That is Lol.

    • Arousing praises
      like hot tongues charting my ears
      give me a hard-on.

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