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**** Black Vest

You were worried you would be too old

for that **** black vest

WHAT i texted back, annoyed

 

You were so beautiful next to your old friend

Body hard chiseled cut and toned

easy you being noticed in the crowd

 

Women smiled into your eyes

dropping that gaze quickly to your

pecs, those abs, whip cord waist line

 

to the throne of your powerful thighs

ending on a note of pure OH MY

you in a **** black vest

 

How old are you

Who cares, really look around us here

Men and women are glancing

 

They see what i see in its entirety

a young god on holiday

down from the east just striding by

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claire-spencer
Published
Aug 16, 2010
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dedicated to Pop Rock Awards 2010

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