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Sunday, February 19, 2012

midnight in the pajama grove

i knew the moment
she stepped from the shower~
smelling of jasmine 
and vanilla
that my night 
would be the candy coated
wish 
that plagued my mind
all week.
she climbed onto our chariot 
to wonderland
like a prized stallion.
her confidence
seeped forth
and covered my candy bar
with soft kisses, 
long licks
which i gobbled down
with eager eyes.
organ grinder
status
with a cup of me
the monkey's on the move
and her lips
create the music
i need to burst free...
steam heat,
i got it
you got it
skin tight algebra 
there's nothing like it.
a dance in the moonlight
is our claim 
to dastardly fame.
epidermal enchantment
empowered 
by ecstatic 
entertainment...
she looks at me with
eyes aflame.
now i have to prove
the flame 
we've kindled 
can burn~
salsa hot.





3 comments:

  1. skin tight algebra...oh heck yeah...so can i read some of these star trek scripts...hehe

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    1. great to see this at OLN man...still hott...yeah getts double tts

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  2. Love this poem man - awesome!

    "now i have to prove
    the flame
    we've kindled
    can burn~
    salsa hot."

    Burn, baby, burn! :D

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