Monday, August 6, 2012

Into the Fray

Ooh
She licked
her arms
Up
and
Down
I laughed
sitting
longingly
on a cherry red
Sofa
She hummed
a melody
I whistled
a tune
A box
of orange cream
Popsicles
quietly
Perplexed us
Ooh
We both
devoured
Two
She gasped
She grasped
My manhood
And sang into it
Softly
Ooh
Then I
Dissolved
into the
Fray

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