microscopic men in my mind

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dry skinned drunks
gaze into their cheap glasses
sneaking peaks at her
cashmere red breasts
wondering if she'll flash
her patent leather smile

laughter of the
"still wet behind the ears" boys
makes her thighs quiver
as they share shots
and perspective
within earshot of her kinky curves

the other women
prowling prey, purr
at the boys and drunks
ignoring her tall round ass
as it taunts their
bar stool flats

She, sheltered, box-bound
tied to her post
takes their coats
hanging hook by hook
their loud histories,
but watching only him

Intrigued by that handlebar
moustached mouth
and the way he watches her
differently
from her big browns
all the way south

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BlueskyBeautyBlueskyBeautyalmost 20 years ago
purr..

..is right! deliciously done.

every word was powerful and kept me wanting more.

Lauren HyndeLauren Hyndeover 20 years ago
Brilliant

I have this one printed out and pinned next to my desk. Alliteration, internal rhyme and BDSM metaphor, wasn't it? ;)

AngelineAngelineover 20 years ago
It's not just the content

or the shutter precision of the images, or the even flow, or even the layers of wordplay (her tall round....their flat...). It's all of it, woven strong, yknow like you, Perks. :)

IcingsugarIcingsugarover 20 years ago
Oh yes.

As I said in the forum: Not too shabby. Or rather: Holy smokies.

AnonymousAnonymousover 20 years ago
Yep

you did it again Chickie. Nice work! It's easy to be there through your words.

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