The Corner Stool

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spence5969
spence5969
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One day,
just one day in my life
I'd like to be desired
like you are
every day of your life.
To have eyes upon me gazing,
longing;
to have thoughts about me steaming,
scheming
as to how to get a word in edgewise.
To have someone want to catch my eyes,
to be longed for for an instant,
what a feeling that must be!
I'd be reeling.
Instead, I sit on the corner stool among the assholes,
watching men drool
as I join in.
Oh, to have that feeling just once.

spence5969
spence5969
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