For one week, I typed out poems on my phone while touching myself. Yes, seriously. This book contains the unedited result - 30 poems of various lengths about sexual fantasies, musings on sex, and dreams of an ideal mate. It is a poetry book unlike any other - an unflinching look through a perverted subconscious, of desire flirting with darkness, of thoughts too all-consuming to be left off the page. Raw Nerve. Sudden Thrust. Warm Embrace. The symphony of self-pleasure.
WARNING: Contains explicit descriptions of sex, masturbation, and rampant fantasizing in a stream-of-consciousness. Some mild violence, various fetishes, and dubcon.