The two of us on your floor
your head just slightly
above my knees
while I look down
and settle in this postion
your sloppy kisses
on my shit stick
feeling your hair product
in your hair
rubbing against my hands
and I settle
at this condition
realizing
reality
and your mission
to blow kisses
and break hearts
but this isn't
going to get me off
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O... M... G... WOW! Brutal! This is my favorite! If I wasn't already borrowing two of your poems I would so add this one to my book... I might still find a place for it! LOVE IT!
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