Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Her Voice is Strawberry with Nipples
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You’re running through a field of sculptures & poems & musical notes growing everywhere
The plants & flowers & trees are all singing with a sexual spring exploding everywhere
Then you walk into an opera house where gods & demons
Are all singing with centuries of delicious sex
Then your right hand & your penis create the beginning and the ending of the world together
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen