pornographic virtue

Kiss, Kiss

Undress, Undress. Undress

Mount, He on She

Undress, Undress



Non-medicated desires for

Longings of life pulse my blood

With wonderlust

With willing wantoness



Lick, He on She

Panting, Faster and Louder

Foot on Balls,

Hand on Head, She wants him



Horny hormones

Command constant caresses

Impervious to aging or pleasure

When coupled with pornographic virtues



Moan, Hisses, Hisses

He spits into her vagina

And pushes two fingers deep

And his eyes flicker with passion



He dominates with his demands

She accepts with her desire

Contractual banality

In the obscenity of sex



Lick, Lick, Lick

Umm, Umm, Ummmm, Aah, Aah, Aaaah

Foot Stroking, Lips Lipting,

Panting the labour of love



It is not enough to have war, violence and greed

We must silent stand

While new generations are shaped

By the values that make our world less habitable



Music tells the lovers move

He stands erect the pushes her there

The butterfly tattoo in prominent view

As her ass is no longer featureless



Not to speak badly against all man or even all men

It is to state the hormone-free obvious

To those that have seen true pornography

The rape and pillage of animals, the pollution of our world



The fireplace embraces the music

As we see a close up of her smile

With his hand guiding her to his cock

And her destiny of desire



Against the background of the inhumanity

We must also smile when confronted

With something that we must kneel to worship

Because size matters, especially to supersized Americans



As the music no longer fits the demands of passion

Moaning takes up the rhythm

His heated hand demands her sycophancy

Allowing us to imagine loveless sex as natural



And to find our role

In sex and love and life

And in matters of world importance

Yet fail to see what is given and what is taken



mmmmMMMM, mmmmMMMM, mmmmMMMMMMMMMM

Lick, Lick, Lick, StrokeStroke, CockinMouth,Cock,Cock

Words, Heated, Fast. Oh, Yeah, Come on, Give it To Me

Cum, Succumb, music off, story on. Cycle cycles. ComeOn.



Kiss, Kiss, He leans back

Like a lead dog

After it has eaten and

And his sperm has seeded



The pornography of our age

Is swallowed by all that submit

To an unkind hand or a loveless embrace

As we comply to the larger lie



Yet between youth and desire

What matters more than size

In the life we bequeath

With a wink and a smile