coffee shop stop

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cavu182
cavu182
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Here I am
inside my brain
walking down
Cherry Lane,
listen’ to
that i-Tune beat
the tapping of
my wandering feet,

I stop for coffee
you are there
you’ve done something
with your hair,
motion for me
to sit on down
ask if I’m
back in town,

Yes, I’m back
a day or two
I ask what’s
new with you,
you smile and chuckle
take a sip
of your coffee
touch my hip,

You say you’ve had
a couple lovers
a couple romps
under the covers,
you ask if I
have had some too
suggest something
we might do,

And yes we do it
do it right
afternoon
into the night,
out of wind
and breathing hard
I give you my
new business card,

You give me your
new cell phone number
my cock is hard
a piece of lumber,
you grab it tight
and slide it in
your waiting pussy
once again,

I close my eyes
and pump with zest
of all my lovers
you’re the best,
you call my name
orgasmic bliss
and give me
a goodnight kiss.

cavu182
cavu182
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Lady ClarissaLady Clarissaalmost 13 years ago
Delightful as ever....

.....witty and quirky and you actually rhyme! (too few poets do).

Lovely, thank you!

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
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you got a five. Agree with Vr. Some lite and enjoyable. Some is just me amusing myself

my cock is hard

a piece of lumber,

what knotty pine? See I told you, me amusing myself. Would be much better chopping out the cliches. People don't like me much, when I have to resort to amusing myself. See Rant #3/ she got a 5, this time.

vrosej10vrosej10about 13 years ago
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A little long for my tastes but enjoyable.

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