FATAL ERECTION.

FATAL ERECTION.
sneak

Are we not men? We are rodents!
Rats in decrepit old jeans.
Not fit to lick her distemper.
He drowns in the sea of her dreams.
Skin, tight and toned to perfection.
Muscles that flex on a whim.
A male chauvinistic disorder.
A bleach white permanent grin.
Eyes as deep as his suntan.
A fools-gold paradise found.
Dark wavy hair cascading.
Alluring unkempt pubic mound.
A manly grip on her torso.
Bending her sex to his will.
Six feet of misinformation.
His lust has the power to kill.
Are we not men? We are hostile!
Romance, a stranger ignored.
Spreading the seeds of rejection.
Moving along with the hoards.
Truth seldom makes an appearance.
Fluently speaking in lies.
The romance of fatal erections.
His semen, the scent of her sighs.

Sneak.

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