Saturday, April 23, 2016

Rats dont enjoy Beethoven


Oh! How i imagined..
It was with you,
That i would watch the glorious setting sun amidst those seas..
While you begged this moment would never end..
and kissed me every two minutes
How i imagined,
We would be holding our hands together..
On a balcony...
In a rainy night..
Looking at skies and feeling every drop of rain
as it would increase our desire of getting wet..
Oh! How much i desired..
Placing my hand inside your underwear
As you read a book...
And i slowly went to sleep..
Oh! how much i desired..
How much i imagined!
Oh! how much i still desire..
Oh! how much i'm still imagining..
You still in front of a sea..but this time with a t at its end..
embracing the setting sun..
In arms of some bastard..
or some bastard getting an erection seeing your black bra
through your wet shirt..
on a shitty rainy evening...
While you bend down a little so that even your pants would get wet...
Oh! How I'm still imagining..
Some hairy hands with lady fingers.. .
roaming around your just washed asshole after an expensive dinner..
as you are desiring for some diamond ringed fingers....
Oh! how much i'm imagining....
another pair of hairy hands six months later..
As you continuously fart from an even more expensive dinner...
Oh! How much i imagined..
Oh! How much i would be imagining...
but thank myself that i wrote this....
atleast now i can imagine something falser...
for now i know...
the only joy you can take from a setting sun or a falling rain...
Is from the idea of asking for a...
random auto geared lift..

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