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The Hard and The Soft.

I. The Hard

 

I want so badly

to be your finger puppet.

My libido tells me so,

as the bible would say

Jesus loves me.

 

Undenying,

raw machismo.

I'd like to wear that pretty noose

you hold in your daring hands

around my tender neck

in a string of fresh-water pearl

vibrating warmth on my skin.

 

 

II. The Soft

 

(And crass as I am,

you make me feel bold.

Brass as I am

you make me feel gold.

The *** that I am

you say I'm a sweet one, at least,

that you'd hold.)

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Apr 8, 2010
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