you have strong sexy shoulders
may I pour you a drink?
cow’s milk
would you like sugar with that
a hat on your hallway hook
meerschaum in your tray
a ring in your tub uniquely me?
my leg from behind
slid between
hopefully clockwise
at my orientation
equator tango crossing, now it’s safe to
twist that counter way
break me off
make a pain
for you to mend
I love pretzels, baby
don’t run so fast
don’t kick so hard
in-those-high-houston-boots
I want you
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