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Peeping Time (another site prompt poetry contest)
For ten minutes
I can see without being seen.
Pick a male, professional friend, very astute.
Almost three decades he has been on the scene.
Always inside me, he sends a shockwave of throb.
Inside his house, what shows?
How does he do his husbandly jobs?
One time I'd like to feel how.
I'd rather feel instead of peep.
I can see without being seen.
Pick a male, professional friend, very astute.
Almost three decades he has been on the scene.
Always inside me, he sends a shockwave of throb.
Inside his house, what shows?
How does he do his husbandly jobs?
One time I'd like to feel how.
I'd rather feel instead of peep.
Published 25th Mar 2015
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Anonymous
28th Aug 2015 12:28pm
It's a shame that most people feel like they have to hide away in the first place. I hope you managed to come out of the bushes, so to speak. Thank you for the read.
