It was a random inspired poem. It doesn't represent myself. I respect feminity as my manners from parents. It's just the poem you can bitch till your heart is poured empty. Abuse the protagonist in comments.

FUCKED UP
Giving a fuck is better than a revenge
Getting screwed is better than a challenge
Windy days blew me away
As I try to fix all pieces in pristine days
Contentment was there
But spark was nowhere
Collecting my memories sitting on porch
Remembering the blowtorches I had on couch.
She was a submissive and I was dominant
Orders were given to remove all the garments.
Her lips skimmed my milk
As I moaned to get laid in silk.
Cupping her cups with chest was a move to bilk
As she didn't knew what to pick
Her hands were cuffed as I forget to unlock them
She was there but didn't complain. Ahem!
Body slickerd with energy as she felt me
Ready to be filled as she begged me.
Stars were affirmed about my future
I too knew my job was finished as a poacher
Futile efforts were invested by her
As still today I am waiting for another zipper.
Her ghost burns my spirit
Something is always paid off for your bad tickets.
I try to suppress my lust
As anytime it could burst to bust.

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