The ArtA Poem by Commanda PandaI love my lady like a stalker, but I let my baby see me. If she never got to know me how could she give birth to my preemies? Distance isn’t good. I at least have to call and text her. I’m not a player in a game. This is no joke, and I’m no jester. It’s safe to assume that I’m here to give you pleasure, But sit and have a chat. I’m in no rush and there’s no pressure. Time in the void has taught me patience and I want to do you slowly. The seduction is more successful when I let my victim know me. I crawl inside a woman’s mind to get their panties nice and soggy. If she likes to drink a little I bring wine to get her foggy. But I prefer my prey to be alert in her sobriety. Then there’s no excuse when she accepts my taint in its entirety. © 2013 Commanda Panda |
StatsAuthorCommanda PandaDEAboutCommanda Panda is a screenwriter and owner of indie film company Commanda Panda Productions. At one time he was more of a poet and lyric writer, but now he only writes poems and lyrics from time to ti.. more..Writing
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