August 2, 2024 at 1:51 am (Scarriet Editors)
He loves the disgusting part of me
but does his yearning beautifully.
What? Should I feel disgust?
I would, and by my dignity, I must.
No. I mutually love the disgusting
as it lives in him and with him, trusting.
It is how love is—it has no dignity.
True love succumbs to honesty.
You know this truth is true.
I put it in a poem for you.
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Anonymous said,
August 2, 2024 at 4:11 am
Wow,.something new! Pornoetry.
thomasbrady said,
August 2, 2024 at 2:09 pm
‘Pornetry’ probably works better than ‘pornoetry.’ Really? If you’ve coined this, congratulations, but I think the poem is quite tasteful.
Anonymous said,
August 2, 2024 at 2:15 pm
I agree on both points.