NoktahHitam is my alter ego. I am a nocturnal Web Developer at 
Here we are, caught in this thunderous rain.
Rubbing each other, hoping it’ll ease the pain.
Drizzles cloud my sight, fondly she wiped.
Never will she miss, any single drop.
Bluntly we stared, sparingly asking of trust,
Silently we nodded and wrapped another.
Gently I squeezed, softly she grunts.
I wanted more, she suddenly roared.
“Slurrp” she sucked me in, I clutched her skin.
Don’t stop now, please blow me off.
Adrenaline racing, my toes entangled yours,
Away we head, to a lost less paradise.
Deeds or sins, good or bad, we never cared.
She said stop! I grew upset. We ran out of gas.
Yes, Jenny is my car. And you pervert thought I’d write a love making poem?
ps: Initially spelled Geni, but tak commercial la babe, hence Jenny.
pss: If you’ve been fooled, please Fave me!
psss: This was initially an essay, I guess I got caught up with poem. Whom to blame?
pssss: It’s about me stuck in traffic jam. Once I hit the open road, I jammed the pedal. I have my car and skills to trust on this slippery road.
Where to put this one??
I miss her.
Her cynic stare, piercing through anything she laid her eyes on.
Her deep sweet voice, slightly off pitched but enough to send me afloat.
Her pure innocent smile, as if begging me to ravage her.
Her carefree attitude, nothing can bring her down.
Most importantly, I miss the way she handles me.
Keep well. jenny
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