Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Beat - a poem by A.H. Scott


Beat throbs through my ears and heart

Beat your meat and stroke it off

Run my fingers in my sliver of sweetness

Eat to the beat and let me sing a song of ecstasy

After you bang me long and hard

Stiff, strong…..slippery, soft

Letting out that howl of release, we both realize we are beat

Rest your hairy head upon my chest

And, let your other one lay against my hip

I can still feel the throb, with a few drops dripping from it

Not only my little thumper, but your big bongo, too

When MJ sang Beat It, I didn’t know he met me and you

Or maybe it was Marvin getting us into the groove



- A.H. Scott


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