An Ode to Television

Sex and heartbreak,
isn't there anymore shame left in this world?
I salivate from the thought of a good sex,
whenever the opposing partner be a man or a woman,
the helpless yelps they make when I run
my fingers up and down their spine, or breathe on their necks.
It's the best feeling in the world, utter control,
a laughter, sigh and complete resignation.
I love the feeling, as it's like creating the most amazing music,
a duet of tongues and flushes, an electric shock running,
lick every single watery drop their bodies create,
savour on the sweet bouquet, gourmet of shame!

Until one day they say I love you, Katja,
don't leave me anymore, be mine. I am only nineteen,
aren't I? I just wanna have fun like any other,
just a Lolita playing around.
Kinda my fault too, mingling with the old ones,
but it's not like I asked them to love me,
all I wanted was to discover and explore!
So here I am, broken two hearts already,
all due to my own libido and curiosity.
How strange people can be, promise pleasure
and their knees will waver and bodies will shake.
And I'm no better to tell, for I fallen into lust.
Have I really done wrongly?

A toast to my friends,
who desire the caress of a naked woman -
for they shall know that women are no good
once you whisper in their ear and men are pigs,
ready to go through thick and thin just to get some.
And by God, they will make mistakes,
they will break and get broken,
but if there's anything true,
then they will find it even if it will cost their last breath.