I Peep on You

I peep on you
When you say
You don’t love me
I saw your rose pulps

I peep on you
I saw you rested your love
On the bowl

I peep on you
I saw your barbaric tits waving
Water dripping from there
Right to your squirrel

I peep on you
I saw your squirrel
Wet but breathing
Seems like in hunger
For partner

I peep on you
When you say
You don’t love me
I saw your beautiful face
As horny
As your squirrel

poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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