What I want is a whole
What I need is a whole
The whole must not be whole
Otherwise a life will not be
But I just need a whole
Not the bottles
Their rigidity is a misdemeanor
I want an organic whole
Juicy with mucus cells
Muscular and withholding
That whole is not
For me to enter and gobble
It all in my indulgence
It is rather a pleasant whole
For my sensual pleasure
The beasts are violent
They are not cute either
Contrary to my expectations
Of the owner of the whole
My hand—it can never be a whole
The mouth—no!
I want that whole
Possessive of
the cleavages
And the smooth
pleasing voices
My whole
is sour
But still it
pleases
Not as much as
that
Other whole
perhaps
My curvature
betrays me
I need the sound
of the whole
Not in techno
sounds and amateur videos
But in real 3 D
The whole,
the wooing whole
If I get that whole
I will squeeze
it up
And open it up
like a bottle of champagne
Only this time I
will
Squeeze my stick
in
Inside that whole
I will search
for all the blind spots
That constantly
trigger
Her sounds,
My pleasure
I am still
seeking a whole
Never that of a
whore
A white one is
also welcome
Provided it is a
whole
The whole
that makes me whole
Sad thing I have
to woo it
With all these
other woos
When I get it
I just I am not
sure of being whole
Maybe I am
already whole
©Simon21
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