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Mar 7
twenty toes deep in daytona sand
i asked her if she'd stay
all night with me
and let me be her man
she shaded her eyes against
the southeastern sun with her hand
grinned and said never

but i know the dunes
shift with the wind
the pendulum swings to
and kronk pulled the lever

so i drove real slow
down the dusty sunset coast
and she straddled my arm
along those winding limestone roads
and bounced all the way
back to her daddy's farm

i've never been this wet
is what she whispered
with her tongue on my chest
and i really liked her style
she meant the rain coming
thru the open window
if i had to guess
and so we stayed like that awhile

now i'm still hiding out from the curse
and i don't even miss her much
just a few hundred tons worth
but some stones are better
left unturned
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
(29/M/Florida)   
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