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fleshy flesh
emiliano emiliano
Fleshy flesh
fleshy flesh
woman of my eyes,
fleshy flesh
man of my heart,
take me with you
eat me and sing
see the clouds,
will be melting in spring
you, flesh eaters,
my father, my mom
kill me right now
or leave me alone
but i will be back,
and i hope you
had prepared i nice recipe for me,
because in your mouth
i want to be a gourmet dish
emiliano emiliano has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of emiliano's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of emiliano's latest works: