I am the man misaligned to free verse right aligned,
Left compression? Forget the communists I mind.
Designed by the supreme energy sensual in sight
Reservation is no freedom shudders my soul sit tight.

Yonder cries my beauty right and you wish a lore?
Be gone vanish you are banished from this floor
Look to the contest, Competition praise their score
Hypnotized sleep: commence your dream you snore

Awaken O! Beauty my magic spell strips her soul again
In hale my essence in body passion caressed by the tongue
Quiver at the touch like a fish as I flick bite her body clash
Grasp lash the junctures, tickle rap those edge vultures.

Sip touch me for I am her bubbling naked wine
Rubbing crushing moaning bodies; no decline
Spread- eagled states her positions nudging tide
Let me through bush whacked knees for I stride

Is this the take she feel the rake of my slides
Crush grinding tender moulds. tips hardened sides
Attacking those thrusts, the wild rears of her butts
Loud screeches and breaches out reaches wide

The teeth began the cut bite nip and dip in his tries
Savages loosen her body in climaxing deep cries
In her harmony she melts within those love toils
Prone she lies on the back hedged in her respite

The monster rears readies another jump fight
Legs tremble; folds held open in his ultimate might
Mouths clash for the demon began his cave hike
Lust captures raptures cloud and the rain spike.

In roars to the fore the lovers kick