Dusk To Dawn Unto Dusk

Like acid stings
So does lust
   

~I think of you become aroused

my heart begins to race~

~Igniting sparks my well endowed

beating out of pace~

~Like acid stings so does lust

burning in my veins~

~Attacking every sense in thrust

driving me insane~

~I long I hunger to satisfy

to quell this acid burn~

~Raging through my all inside

multiplying sperm~

~Between my legs throbbing hard

imbued with acid rain~

~Is keeping rhyme my beating heart

erecting swelling pain~

~I need to taste your lips of fire

touch your tongue to mine~

~Feed my longing hungry desire

with your touch divine~

~To touch to kiss your perfect breasts

beauty beyond compare~

~Takes away my every breath

causing me to stare~

~To wash the baring of your length

marking every curve~

~Nibbling and kissing in descent

teasing every nerve~

~Bury my face within your thighs

caressing with my lips~

~Slip my tongue to just inside

playing with the clit~

~Until I hear your body scream

crying out my name~

~Flooding me in gushing stream

causing you to strain~

~Wasting not the precious brew

saturating your thighs~

~I will indulge the nectar of your spew

cumming from inside~

~Drinking every drop savoring every sip

becoming more aroused~

~You taking my hard between your lips

sucking my well endowed~

~My scrotum in hand you gently squeeze

generating my urge~

~So much pleasure with so much speed

exiting in a surge~

~Out my hard and down your throat

causing you to gag~

~Swallowing down the cumming load

you look at me and brag~

~Like acid stings so does lust

burning in my veins~

~Attacking every sense in thrust

driving me insane~

~I need to taste your lips of fire

touch your tongue to mine~

~Feed my longing hungry desire

with your touch divine~

~Making love from dusk to dawn

and dawn unto dusk~

~Basking in the fruits we spawn

quelling every lust~

Duke Sherman

Once A Soldier Always A Soldier Will Die A Soldier

 Dedicated to my Brothers at Arms

~I am a Veteran of the Vietnam war

Soldier born and bred~

~Been through battles great of horror

many friends lie dead~

~Charlie a Ghost afraid of nothing not

attacking day and night~

~From the depths of Hell the Demons fought

frighting Firefights~

~Two on two off and on again

guarding our precious ground~

~A thousand men did Charlie send

never made a sound~

~Behind and up within the trees

tunnels underground~

~Charlie came like Killer bees

swarming all around~

~One hundred times the count of ten

we fell them to the ground~

~At fighting’s end we searched for them

not a body found~

~Like that of Ghosts they disappeared

back to the depths of Hell~

~Leaving our soldiers to ponder fear

under the Demon spell~

~We searched for Charlie day and night

throughout the Hellish rain~

~Commenced another Firefight

felling many again~

~This was our tour of Hell on Earth

still haunting us today~

~The Vietnam veteran we who served

God Bless The USA~

Duke Sherman, Sgt

G-Troop, 2/11 ACR

Black Horse Soldier

Vietnam Veteran

1971 - 1972