Eiffel Tower

I’m made of iron
but I melt like wax
when you exploit me with your fingers,
All my strength vaporizes
when you start licking them.
You mold me
without saying a word
and I feel the strength of magnetic field
as you get me spinning all night on one leg
until
I feel like a balloon
whose air has all been sucked up
till the last molecule.
Then at 4 AM
you always throw tantrums
to see the Eiffel Tower
and I beg you to forgive me.

Photo Credit: artclue.net
Photo Credit: artclue.net
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  1. Enjoyable! I am amused

  2. I love those masculine phallic references here… Once again, an outstanding piece. Stop being so brilliant!!!! 🙂

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