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Nov 2021
My boy’s afraid
Of losing the keys
To his brand new
Bright blue Audi
TT Roadster.
From my arms,
He drove right home
Knocked twice,
Three times
When she opened
That door.
“Maria,” her name
Slipped softly
Hanging from his
Icy lips.
She caught it
Quickly
In a little crimson
Kiss.
“Alfonso,”
Her breath
Catching,
With an effective
Little hitch.
an assignment
piper m
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piper m  18/F
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