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Click hereThe night light's on
over the back red stairs.
The gate's unlocked,
and somewhere there's
this woman curled up in her queen-sized bed
asleep...but waiting
for her guy. Instead,
a passing figure espies the light
opens the gate
and climbs the flight
of the red stairs up
to her queen-sized bed...
her all, exposed;
asleep, not dead.
He lifts the blanket ...
a garden bush
with ripened melons for a tush
and breasts so large and full that he
suspends his brain temporarily
and feasts, as a man so long not fed
on the woman asleep
in her queen-sized bed
and willing...so willing... she finally shares
the route to the top
of the back red stairs.
i like mysterious, talking can be soo over rated
BTW this is one of my favs of yours so far. It reminds me of
Memories of My Melancholy Whores by Gabriel Garcia Marquez and an old cover of 40 Plus magazine...
-R