Random Rocky poems of mine. Some good, some not. I own nothing.
Sensual Daydreams
Faye Wray and King Kong had no celluloid jam
The rip was too strong in the river Brad swam
The light at the Frankenstien place burnt out
Instead of Time Warping they would twist and shout
The sweet transvestite let them use his phone
Rocky declared that he loved life at home
The weakling kicked sand right into Frank's face
The cheap little punk showed off his heir and grace
Dissension won over dynamic tension
A paranoid lover showed no emotion
Groupie and domestic, the innocent pair
The junkie loved his toy because it had nice hair
The inventor thanked his new playmate's lover
The floor show slaves resisted absolute pleasure
The supply of erotic nightmares ran thin
None confessed to being a wild and untamed thing
The scientist dreaded leaving the planet
And superheroes didn't feed on Janet
Frank lived to see his creation grow
No one saw the double feature picture show
Incest
The two of them
Sneaking glances
Knowing smiles
No one knows but them
An unspoken promise
The world's most precious secret
Sweet Transvestite
Make up: just a little. Lipstick, eyeliner, eyeshadow, blush.
Fishnets: criss-crossing, black, alluring.
Garterbelt: naughty, black, eye-catching.
Corset: glitter, strings, done tight.
Heels: flattering, glistening, heightening.
Hair: black, curly, bouffant.
The epitome of perfection.