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Old 01-10-2018, 11:55 AM   #776
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His and Her

We've lived too long in Leggoland
with his and her bathroom sinks
and separate cups for Listerine,
a tub for you, a shower for me.

I'll bring you fresh mint for your lips,
a wineskin filled with Beaujolais.
I'll French kiss sweetness on your tongue.
I'll build a fire in the fireplace.

I値l be the tinder that kindles the flame
though I値l be gentle, I値l be kind inside
your skin.
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Old 01-11-2018, 04:49 AM   #777
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His and Her

We've lived too long in Leggoland
with his and her bathroom sinks
and separate cups for Listerine,
a tub for you, a shower for me.

I'll bring you fresh mint for your lips,
a wineskin filled with Beaujolais.
I'll French kiss sweetness on your tongue.
I'll build a fire in the fireplace.

I値l be the tinder that kindles the flame
though I値l be gentle, I値l be kind inside
your skin.
Sweet tender and romantic like a sunset picturesque and great sonics in the final paragraph,
All thos "in" sounds anyone would think you were making love to my eye balls
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Old 01-11-2018, 01:00 PM   #778
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Sweet tender and romantic like a sunset picturesque and great sonics in the final paragraph,
All thos "in" sounds anyone would think you were making love to my eye balls
Thanks, tod. The 妬ns were intended to be subtle. I thought of including 吐oreskin, but the would have blown my cover, so to speak😉
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Old 01-11-2018, 03:03 PM   #779
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Thanks, tod. The 妬ns were intended to be subtle. I thought of including 吐oreskin, but the would have blown my cover, so to speak😉
As far as i can tell no one likes cover blown in their eyes.... mayhbe a little too far on that one....

Good to read your work again gm
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Old 01-12-2018, 12:29 AM   #780
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The kind inside your skin is such a lovely finish. Well done.
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Old 01-12-2018, 10:36 AM   #781
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The kind inside your skin is such a lovely finish. Well done.
Thank you, cherries. It痴 nice of you to comment.
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Old 01-17-2018, 11:27 AM   #782
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Dear Brad

As I sit here writing this poem
in the shotgun seat of your Camaro
neon signs across the street
bleed Rooms to Rent by Day or Week
to barely lay down for an hour.
I hear your digital clock crow twice
and watch you having steamy food
by the window in a greasy spoon
where you will order the usual
omelette to hide the odor of
perfume.
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Old 01-19-2018, 05:28 PM   #783
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A Quaking Shaker

I like women too much, Ebenezer,
but don't you go think I don't believe
Mother Ann Lee's departure presages
The Second Appearing as feminine.
She was, after all, the Holy Spirit
Incarnate, was she not?

Still, Miss Pettibone's a fine piece of work,
who knows how to shake by the way,
when we dance "Come Life, Come Shaker Life,"
but her brother doesn稚 like it,
glaring as he does at Thaddeus's
cockeyed glances across the room.

It's bad enough only six of us men
remain and we quibble about the farm
while Sisters Hortense and Emily,
what the world people call menopausal,
remind us every morning
the livestock need more hay.

Alas!, last night as the harvest moon rose
through the crescent hole of the privy,
I lost my way to sin, Ebenezer,
with spiders, crickets, and splinters therein,
oiling the pennywhistle
with thoughts of Sarah Pettibone.
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