sardine love; a two way street
nestled closely, head to feet
a fate of headless wonderment
minds agog, bodies yet spent
in dreams of flesh fishishly oiled
with the juice of loins well toiled
the square security of tin
holding lusty us within
pressed together in desire
the possibilities inspire
one to wonder what may be
if only we might find the key
*smiles* at the chum of her affection
hoping he will swallow her jiggy poem
...hook line and sinker
Saturday, April 21, 2007
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