August 4, 2010
SKYE BLUE Sometimes the things that happen in my life are so ridiculous that I’m dumbstruck. I actually have no words. I’m talking about things like receiving a love/sex poem – the polar opposite to the romantic poetry our resident Casanova, Sam Sharpe, is known for penning – over text message from a grown ass man (who claimed to be a writer) just one day after meeting him on plentyoffish.com (POF). A man whose only offline contact with me was a single, short and mind-numbingly boring telephone conversation – one that (for the record) did not include any discussion of either love or sex. Ladies and Gentlemen, please keep all of the above in mind as you read and listen to this… .

Maybe this is what Wayne envisioned for us? Guess, I'll never know.
The Possibilities of Luv Makin
a poem by Wayne
(To hear this poem click here)
.
The possibilities of luv makin
.
endlessly weakening knees
are my tendencies
addressing all ur needs
.
carefully working slowly
sometimes a lil speed
keep up wit me
orgasms continuously
til u fall asleep…
.
U so fine
I think im losin my mind
a small package
everything nice
.
i can’t wait
til ur lips taste mine
stand in the light
we both shine
.
no time 2 waste
i’ll change ur life
let the haters hate
wen we drive by
.
u wat I want
day an nite…
.
You just gotta LUV POF, right? If you after hearing/reading this you too are speechless I completely understand. However, if you are somehow still able to string yours words together well enough to type something coherent, please leave your thoughts below.
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That is fricking awesome! It’s like a lifetime of hallmark cards all rolled up into one misspelled glory… *deep fulfilled sigh*
How were those all night orgasms?
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