для М.
your touch makes me hard.
yeah, you totally get it.
(sure, it's a bit
in-your-face for poetry,
but who the hell cares?)
check out this pure freedom:
no goddamn judgment,
no f*cking holding back.
this is how I wanna live.
I got a membership
to this club
not to be stuck at home.
don't you even try
to make it about me:
brace yourself,
you're gonna be floored,
and I guarantee
you'll be addicted.
you won't turn
any heads here, dear,
these folks have seen
it all and then some.
so, where are we
gonna do it tonight?
front and center
or
behind closed doors?
you still got
any damn morals?
or just feeling awkward?
let's go full throttle, huh?
you got nine lives
or something?
I've only got one,
and I'll be damned,
I'm gonna make it count.
forget those
vanilla standards,
I'm unleashing my every
naughty fantasy.
and those
moralistic hypocrites?
screw 'em, they will
get a front-row seat
to the devil's lustful
playground.