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Apr 2016
I saw you looking
at my hair when I
was busy cooking
and you were drinking
rye whiskey with me
while I wondered
if you were pondering
fifty shades of gray
because of the way
your breathing quickened
when I said sit down now.
;)
Woody
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Woody  In the dark woods.
(In the dark woods.)   
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