She writhes in the night Body twisting with emotions Libido creeping in unwanted Pulse pounding in her ears Need Desire and lust pound with every beat Of her breaking heart And she feels the hot tears of shame As she … Continue reading
This poem is a direct response to the sentiments I have seen posted in various places around the internet to the effect of “Damn trannies ain’t good for nothing but dick on the down low.” Dick on the Down Low … Continue reading
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