by Dennis Domrzalski
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Two lovers desires
They saw each other in their eyes;
Reflections seared with heat.
Of two lost souls who realized
Their hearts as one did beat.
His racing heart did nearly rip
His heaving chest apart,
How thrilled he was to hold her now
And this this thing to start.
He wanted to consume her soul;
Her essence make his treat--
Her lips and face and inner thighs;
His joy would be complete.
He'd longed to be now where he was,
Since he first saw her then;
He knew he loved her instantly
And wondered only when
He'd have her right here in his arms
And tell her with his eyes,
That fine-ly had he found his love--
She was his only prize.
He knew he could no longer be
Demuring and discreet,
If now he were to take her in
And soil up the sheet.
"All these years I've wanted to,"
He said with joy replete,
"Caress your perfect pair of things--
"Those large, sized sixteen feet!"
She hesitated just a bit,
Then wiggled her large toes.
She looked at him and then she said:
"I need your crooked nose!"
They gave each other to themselves
With sheer abandonment,
In sixteen days they finished up
And both were sorely spent.
They went their sep-rate ways and so
Again will never meet,
But he did snap a photograph
Of her large, calloused feet.
It's up there hanging on his wall,
And when he needs relief,
He takes it down and rubs himself
With her sized sixteen feet!