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Jul 2014
rather
a third interloper
that tears off polite visage
and hairspray bun
and gentleman's stance
to reveal red meat ******
carnage and fierce passion

*** is a friend that ruins the -
i thought i was going somewhere with this,
but all i want at the moment is
your hand behind my back
your caress of words

but i'll take
***
for lack of a lovely bond of intricate care
i'll take a ravaged bedsheet and sore content
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