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Jul 2017
im a sexed up


after a drag on

your **** pistol.

im as quiet as a

mouse in my

shiny, black school shoes.

im a baddie

and im thinking

of your head

grazing against my teeth instead

of this (decadent)

cherry –

now you know why im drooling.

im a gracious

guest and the

hostess with the

most-est, covering

my mouth when

I laugh too hard,

mixing a cocktail

that’ll put hair

on any man’s chest
Circa 1994
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Circa 1994  Florida
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