The Moving Finger

by Diaper Sex Lover

The moving finger probes, and having probed,

Moves on: nor all thy cunt juice nor marks of shit,

Shall lure the diaper back to be worn again,

Nor all thy tears wash out the smell of it.

Wish You Were Here

by Diaper Sex Lover

We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Pink Flyod

That Rushing Sound

by Diaper Sex Lover
  • Published:February 26th, 2009
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If you really love someone, then you must be able to love enough to let them go. For as free as you found and then fell in love, then why trap them. No, always be prepared and able to either, keep things as they were when you found them, or at the very least, return them to that condition. If God really loves me, then he’ll know what to do. I just wish he’d hurry up with it.