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Brief Affair Word was things had grown Stale between them Sleek as she is Him handy in a tight spot But the other night When I flipped On the bathroom light I found them trading Tangent points on the vanity Bristles deeply meshed Handles lightly touching The envy of those two Coffee lovin’ Joe’s in the kitchen Spotted later side by side In the sink, rims stealing A figure eight kiss of infinity Sharing a bit of undergarment Gossip, a rumored stowaway Discovered fresh From the dryer burrowed Within a pair of my own. Hell, I wore them that way Who am I to judge Their brief affair.
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:22 AM UTC
Brief Affair
Brief Affair Word was things had grown Stale between them Sleek as she is Him handy in a tight spot But the other night When I flipped On the bathroom light I found them trading Tangent points on the vanity Bristles deeply meshed Handles lightly touching The envy of those two Coffee lovin’ Joe’s in the kitchen Spotted later side by side In the sink, rims stealing A figure eight kiss of infinity Sharing a bit of undergarment Gossip, a rumored stowaway Discovered fresh From the dryer burrowed Within a pair of my own. Hell, I wore them that way Who am I to judge Their brief affair.
dave-hardin
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:22 AM UTC
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