i love him more than u do lol :p
When my penis throbs, my mind is clearly thinking about you.
Even if the first time I took my time to view you I said ew.
Two opposite poles, the passionate, hot irrationality of my penis and the cold, detached rationality of my brain.
I want to hear your shout as I explore your south.
Aloaf but aloud, noticeably, it stands out in a massive crowd.
Some might say cock.
Others call it dick.
I call it penis, an has been is what I pride the most.
With the singled gaze, you lose yourself in the red maze.
Noticing the tease you wonder how it's like to feel amazed
