A friend of mine had this messenger status tonight. Very intrigued by the romanticism of that line, I clicked the link he posted and found the poem below. In spite of the porn twisted nature of it
, this remains a beautiful piece of poetry.
Check it out.
Check it out.
The Beautiful Poem
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.
Pissing a few moments ago
I looked down at my penis
affectionately.
Knowing it has been inside
you twice today makes me
feel beautiful.
3 A.M.
January 15, 1967
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Super tare =)) ;))
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