…………a word?
Where the flow, a dash of crimson.
Uprought pillar began anew
an outstretch prick
a hole within.
Searching inward, expelling thus creating
A universe from where?
I think it came from there.
…………a word?
Where the flow, a dash of crimson.
Uprought pillar began anew
an outstretch prick
a hole within.
Searching inward, expelling thus creating
A universe from where?
I think it came from there.
Definitely getting into the porny poetry, aren’t you?
It was nothing to do with sexuality. Art is perceived in the eye of the beholder
Ah, touché…