Elixir della vita

He loves him
He loves you back not
No love between
The soiled sheets
Standing up
Maybe in a back alley
The semen flows

Her hands fumbles
Massaging the nipple
As she licks
Her lady’s clit
And she ejaculates
In tandem with
Her coming

He fondles her
Masterly
Beats her
While tying her
To the bed
Now he spurts

She licks
His member
Proudly
Getting hit
By a white
Watery fall

The poetess
Could go on
Describing
The fountains
Of elixirs
D’amore

The sordid
The hateful
The powerless
The “me”s
And the “I”s
Not the “we”

The loving
The greatest
The giving
relationship
That truly works
An elusive
Elixir della vita