Agony Poet

Lust crashes into the soul of its host,
Sinking then exploding with fervour.
It then boils, before shooting to every limb
Flashbulbs intoxicated; but can these sparks
Come close to the rich tapestry of love? – No
For lust surges with wild enthusiasm
Feeding a self-gratifying hunger
That deliriously claws the belly
From the inside and out, leaving the mind
A temple to corporeal aspects of self
Standing windswept like lonely stone circles.
Love on the other hand, is a precious
Eulogy that dances in quiet splendour,
Enveloping two bodies and shared minds,
Nurturing a mixture of intense care
And strong devotion, that continue
Past lust’s fading embers and dying strains.

– The Agony Poet

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Agony Poet

Romance entails, biting toenails
Whilst dining in the bath tub.
Fine wines and pussy cat entrails
Followed by a feel and rub.
Chew his chilli, grasp a lilly,
Celebrate the differences.
And of course always surrender
To a woman’s preferences.

– The Agony Poet

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Agony Poet

You’re being too sentimental
Which is only detrimental.

Metrosexuals!
Unisexuals!

My advice is to buy a parrot,
For this sherry swilling braggart.

Teach it to cook -
His clothes unhook.

Then when your gone he’ll wonder why
Upon insertion you squawk and fly!

– The Agony Poet

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