Cliques of Love

A note, musical

or not..

A midnight love

turned lust

i hastily bought..

i fallen

into

a sexual dream,

while following her

mid-stream..

Cash an carry

too taste,

the soft

lustful love

hidden within

our midnight dreams..

Another date

too help

pay for her

midnight fix..

i was just

another dirty old man,

one of many

perverted tricks…

i was lost in lust

fantasizing

it could be love,

just her

and me

one

of those likely cliques..

This piece inspire

by

memories and the thought

of

my

sick lust!

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