love poems – Afterwards

Haiku Thursday Baby!

I see…apparently…

She with wonky boobs

And he with his wonky eyes,

True beauty beholds.

Filth, pure filth.

Absolute bloody filth

Dirty talker said she’d gladly suck it

Bite it, stroke it, and maybe shed fuck it

With no warning at all

Covered her, floors and wall

Cleaned her up with a mop and a bucket