Saturday, 19 September 2009

Slur

You were cold
so you put on your fur
before leaving for the bar

And for unknown reason
I opened your purse
fingered keys
wondering if i would have to

Say please
draped in perfume
on your return
I slided over
"Nice tits"

Bunching your lips
you stood
leaving me the sight of your hips
walk through the door

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