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Ode to the Cock
art and poetry by Toni Barca
(10/31/07)
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Doors of Perception
The meat of a man
Is the scent of dark moons
held by sacks of silk,
Tainted by the sin of musk.
Delicious!
To lap the tendrils of curls
Reaching from the scrotum to the rod
A land well furred
I taste the pearl.
A roar of oceanic tempest
Held within this drop
Trembling upon the tip
Of such beauteous being.
A cock so finely made.
Stiff, caught within the hands of my desire.
My mouth is dry.
Famished to drink such cream.
Nobody's Perfect
My lips cannot stop to think
As they wrap such velvet warmth
Within a throat open and willing to receive
Face pressed between thighs.
Perfumed male of natural oils
Embraces my being.
It is the freedom of rolling
A cock in my mouth
That makes me moan
I purr.
A cat licking the froth off my lover’s hands
I feel fed wrapped in this moment.
I curl up
My head cupped within the valley of his hip.
Purring loud by the meat of my man.
Listening to the thunderous heart of his release,
I kiss his knee…
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©2007 by Toni Barca
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Some of Toni Barca's original artwork has recently been accepted by The Kinsey Institute for Research in Sex, Gender,
and Reproduction (Indiana University), as part of their permanent collection. Her work has often been published by
Clean Sheets. Her poetry and articles have appeared in Bparis.com, Scarlet Letters,
The Word (Japan), Bad Attitude, and other places. See her
Web site for more information,
her MySpace, and also her
blog.
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