love
November 27, 2016 at 8:15 pm Leave a comment
love
little woman, at times
you study me as if
to devour me.
…if you ever do
(in any sense)
you’ll have quite a case of heartburn.
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For those with dirty minds, no. That particular thought occurred to me long after the writing and I refuse to amend it. For those who haven’t the slightest idea what I mean, I congratulate you!
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