Europa's Space Of Poetry

How Long is That?*

Can’t tell you as a matter of fact; I won’t talk smack – but I got your back. you’re not lazy and you don’t lack.

loving the view – especially when its like that! I knew when I bent down and sat.

stop – I’ll say.

giving me a piece of your soul, it was almost everyday. the vibrations we had – had its own place. jumping on a Pogo; making sure I’m not going to slow.

wanting to hear you moan a little more. by the end of it, the poor feline will be very soaked, and very sore.