Catullus loved you, shameless bird,
You were his lady’s pet.
You heard her dainty breathing, perched
Beside her when she slept;
Catullus
That Catallus sparrow grew into a right little shit.
Hate is precious. To ever love and detest.
Hate is practical. To ever love and forget. (więcej…)
Wpisy otagowane Marek Kazmierski
Sparrow
Catullus loved you, shameless bird,
You were his lady’s pet.
You heard her dainty breathing, perched
Beside her when she slept;
Catullus
That Catallus sparrow grew into a right little shit.
Hate is precious. To ever love and detest.
Hate is practical. To ever love and forget. (więcej…)
Gnosis
How many times had you lain happy beneath me
Like a piece of satiated, shagged nothing?
Stunned by life, a saintly hunk of meat.
An uncomprehending beast, awake to itself alone. (więcej…)
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The beauty of simple arrangements
You’re not half bad, I must admit.
A suck and swallow, as rendered by you
Really is as dreamy as a fuck up the shitter.
Let’s call it a compliment. You’ve worked hard
To earn it, swaying your arse and moaning sweetly;
Chipping in the odd word or two, which I echoed. (więcej…)