| Poetry: Lust: To My Young Cowboy (1/1) |
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To My Young Cowboy He rides into the bar On an imaginary black horse, Tips his hat, smiles wickedly, Sensing her deep Hunger. He rams into her hard, Letting Nature take its course. She's amazed at the intensity In a man 20 years younger. His lips on her neck, The look in his eyes, The way he pulls back, The longing in her sighs; She takes him in her mouth, Kneels between his thighs, He holds her in his arms, Soothes her when she cries. He sings Country to her, Fingers as magic on his guitar As they are on her body; It makes her smile. She takes what she can get, Knowing it won't get far, Gathers all the pleasure she can, If only for awhile. |
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