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a collection of short poems [6]
ass-ender prototype
she had no ass
but her tits overcompensated
like a canard
kept her upright most of the time
except
when she nosedived
crashing into netherlands
let go
he resisted the invitation
to touch
run his fingers through curlicues
to draw
the wild fringe from her eyes
with immense fortitude he denied the urge
to bind his coveting hand
and pull her hair
with urgency and affection
much
to her disappointment
premature ejaculation [true erotica]
she handed me
a tissue
snigger-veers
mould this man from snowpack
with soft mittened hands
kiss button eyes and caromed nose
with tender pouted lips
carve my heart
crush my soul
with ice pick and sledgehammer
from clumps of black ice
and champagne snow
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