- Erotic Poetry
- 48-year Itch
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Down the road
I like to drive
pretending I am
still alive,
Pretending I’m
still twenty-one
ejaculating
like a loaded gun,
With the girls
I knew back when
wishing I
knew them again,
I’m sure that fun
could still be had
check it was
just a fad,
Fifty years
a long long time
lot of tequila
lot of lime,
Lot of memories
good and bad
was it all
just a fad?
So we meet
for a drink
each asking
what we think,
Our last time
was seventy-two
a post-graduation
screw,
Then we went
our separate ways
promise to meet
one of these day,
That day is now
truth or fiction
care to make
a prediction?
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