I don't want to live, but I live,
In dreams, not in reality.
I can not love, but love.
Morpheus does not come, do not sleep,
With the moon wander at night.
For all the empty little things
Losing peace of mind
I'm breaking. Became a stranger's voice
Nasty and hard to hear.
To advice and requests became deaf.
Rent day after day brakes.
Conflict is a band,
But in the dispute I can not admit
Errors and wrong.
I blame you for nothing,
I play a bad king.
Pale, blushing, screaming,
Sometimes just joking.
I try to think words
But the nerves are buzzing. Head
Produces, replicates delirium,
Breaking the rude ban.
As a result, angry and drunk,
I fall on the creaky sofa.
Open book hold,
Between the lines I look sadly.
Remorse beside me
But the heart is unknown peace.
There is no strength to accept repentance
Resists the mind. And again
I quieted fraudulently, do not sleep,
“Think again !!! “- silently scream.
Conflict is a clear thought and word.
You are ready to submit.
I am in the bonds of disbelief and lies,
From the crisis, indicate the way!
OPEN BOOK (Parody of the poem “Midlife Crisis”)
Especially for lovers of elegant literature
"... The opened book of Derzh,
I look stitches sadly.
Raskayanie row with many,
But to the heart of her unknown ... "
(author: DaniLove) https://eroticspace.info/story/2017-04-13/krizis-srednego-vozrasta.html
OPEN BOOK
I
Your quiet love affair
Banalen, like an old sofa
Shy words: - I love
To friends you say - I sleep with her
And he is full of dirty and languid
Bed desires immodest
Dream of sex
With a formal morality not connected
With whores tin and pain
Salted wounds
About how huge strapon
Flies into you without obstacles
And in life you are silent and sad
And chips crackle softly
Sneaking on porn looking
Where guys eb & t dont you
And not even a bitch wife
And so ... one prostitute
Inserting into her mouth and point
And you quietly pull beer
There is no courage to admit
What a woman needs to fuck * be
Three, five, seven ...
In the heat of men, forceful
And not blaming for nothing
Playing the bad king
Spouse keeping under lock and key
Reveling in shame
And the complex of the right things
Afraid that there would be no section
Your spouse without you
Moral law transgressing
II
Voracious read about
Like guys eb & t their wives
Having climbed into bed four
Where every ban is excluded
And you can almost everything
To get up with someone else's wife
Bye for your greyhound
With others, having fun as bl @ d
And even in a drunken stupor
Working as a hole and mouth
He admired the end
On the cock galloping stranger
And after lay down prone
And sighing with passion
Gave to enjoy the point
Not a bit disagreeable.
With delight gaping mouth
On a member of his alien soot
You will remember involuntarily about
As she sang, - Here I am not so ...
And me, my favorite spouse
Oral and anal do not accept
And then it comes off suddenly
From heaven down to earth
Fuck like a cat in spring
Screaming and screaming with delight
Acceptable group debauchery
How white house intern
III
But this is a bad script.
We do not need this bl @ dstva
We will be friends with the head
And live like a typical herd
You're gonna jerk off on porn
She is having fun with a carrot
So you can live to old age
Ensuring that it is not washed off overnight.
Dreaming of passion live
Your impatiens wife,
But in this family kefir
All your life will be true to you ...
P. S.
Wife lies like an open book
And you look sad between her legs
Kohl this does not stick you intrigue
Buy her a dog named Dog ...)))
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Anfisa T! In my such chaste poem, you wrote such a passionately-erotic parody! The result is a poetic psychological analysis of family sexual relations. I like it. Bravo.
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