Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

love sucks
and not in a good clitoral way
in a god awful starved for life sorta way
wanting
reveling in the eat
two forks and a spoon slurping
delicious, filling yet
ravenous
you could fill me up
surge into
wash over
dine with me
in buttercup heaven
the two of us
over easy
bottoms
and sunny sides
up

SLLLLUUUUUUUUURRRRPPPPP!!

yummy!



I was famished!

i ate that one up, kid!

nice poetic ex-planation for to suck!!!

Thank-you Doreen, mt and Arcadia.

I was trying to paint a literal clitoral pictorial of love and all its nonsensical glories. I, of course, had no notion where this poem was going. It sorta came together in a climactical sense. You know that whole pain plaisir thingamajig?

Glad you came. Well, that is if you actually did! But I see you were here...so you must have.