born of flesh chromed

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full fleshed paraphernalia
with a name and everything
capable of walking across rooms
scratching,
eye balling,
whistling and whizzing

now tucked beneath dusty springs
because she's back to basics
tired of strings and things
but hide away fingers,
his other attachments
deeply attract her need
for a warm apparatus

she sweats the night
her soft squeaks above him
only a side-over leg
for smooth contact

he unfolds and climbs
clinging to her easy length
grasping her spread
with jointed gadgets and thumbs

bauble and bellwether ring in nose
tending rise to press wall
he pampers her need
he treads for toast and jam
to smear rim

calls in the night
cocking doodle first day light
warmed arms with lover smell
slid about waist narrow
long strong fingers lead
to each house room,
lifting legs
pounding pegs

he toy
we toy
basic need
basic boy


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