My unreleased porno will remain as such,
Gathering dust in the catacombs,
Far removed from the everyday, free from touch.
Inside arms I’ve been surveying homes
Gung ho in my investigation.
Now that I’ve discovered my Tara
Relief penetrates this foundation
As rain showers would the Sahara,
And I’m not about to forsake it.
An actor craves an audience? True,
But don’t think I ever mistake it
For any equivalence of you.
None of them will get a print of this, have no fear.
The original? It’s for your eyes only, dear.