Friday, August 7, 2015

Happy Friday! A Love Poem By Leticia Viloria

Hello dears,

It's long past time to post an update here, but in the meantime here's a lovely poem my friend wrote for her husband, about a topic that is near and dear to my heart.

The Love Song

I can't play an instrument,
but I can suck your dick.
I don't have a college degree,
but I can make you cum with one lick.
Now, you're gonna cum all over my face
and you know I'm gonna like it.
I'm gonna open my mouth and get ready for your penicular explosion.
Your penicular explosion.

Do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do do do do.

You can play the trumpet,
but you'd rather have your mouth on my clit.
You may have a college degree,
but you've got a PHD in that shit.
Now, I'm gonna cum all over your face,
and I know you're gonna like it.
You're gonna open your mouth and get ready for my vaginal combustion.
My vaginal combustion.

Do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do. Do do do do do do do do do do do do.

You know that you're gonna like it.
YOU KNOW that you're gonna like it.
YOU KNOW THAT YOU'RE GONNA LIKE IT, UGH!
End of the song.

Leticia Viloria was born and raised in New York, NY. She wrote, and performed all her life because she includes mandatory school plays. She lives in Bethlehem, PA with her husband and almost 3 year old. She has been performing short form improv in The Associated Mess for almost 2 years.