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The Lost Bracelet
Just reach over and grab it
The sultry stallion whispered to me
i leaned back breathing to submit
Aye, inDEED, stroking as you sit
Oh you made this sword of mine
Tis only fair you felt it's length
i nearly gasped, mmm so sublime
the hardened man drinking the wine
Purring soft and moans deep and low
i raked my nails and fingertips upon you
Let's test this table's endurance or below
He said but first i wanna suck those toes
The thick night air had our bodies moist and wet
Screams out into the shadows of what would be
The Italian would rock the wind's mind and yet
My dew upon his lips telling how we met
We'll fuck in the alley before this night is thru
On a gravesite, in the gutter, where ever you wish
I'll make you ne'er regret letting the passions spew
Take me, Mr Sultry Poet, i'm slick with sweet honey dew
Let the Brooklyn jump the border under the moon
The city of brotherly love will screw Lady Liberty
Our eyes filled with lust, kissing me as i swoon
Want those hands to roam, could not be too soon!
All that and more was spoken in the silent night
As the drunken man passes by with his camera
You chuckled and laughed in nervous fright
Wandering where to go to keep out of sight
But the wind drifted on, as you opened your hand
I walked down that long, lonely path, alone tonight
Tho' the length deep in your pants screamed out in demand
The taking of the Zephyr would not be so in this land
Sweet sighs of wistful dreams do fill my mind
Of all that could have been on that hot, thick night
The joy and passion of two poetic souls combined
Will have to stay in remembered tongues entwined
One night, you'll walk that street again my friend
The warm thick air will not blow thru your hair
And in your mind a haunting echo of a visage will unbend
Of a Zephyr screaming passion for her lover in Brooklyn
The sultry stallion whispered to me
i leaned back breathing to submit
Aye, inDEED, stroking as you sit
Oh you made this sword of mine
Tis only fair you felt it's length
i nearly gasped, mmm so sublime
the hardened man drinking the wine
Purring soft and moans deep and low
i raked my nails and fingertips upon you
Let's test this table's endurance or below
He said but first i wanna suck those toes
The thick night air had our bodies moist and wet
Screams out into the shadows of what would be
The Italian would rock the wind's mind and yet
My dew upon his lips telling how we met
We'll fuck in the alley before this night is thru
On a gravesite, in the gutter, where ever you wish
I'll make you ne'er regret letting the passions spew
Take me, Mr Sultry Poet, i'm slick with sweet honey dew
Let the Brooklyn jump the border under the moon
The city of brotherly love will screw Lady Liberty
Our eyes filled with lust, kissing me as i swoon
Want those hands to roam, could not be too soon!
All that and more was spoken in the silent night
As the drunken man passes by with his camera
You chuckled and laughed in nervous fright
Wandering where to go to keep out of sight
But the wind drifted on, as you opened your hand
I walked down that long, lonely path, alone tonight
Tho' the length deep in your pants screamed out in demand
The taking of the Zephyr would not be so in this land
Sweet sighs of wistful dreams do fill my mind
Of all that could have been on that hot, thick night
The joy and passion of two poetic souls combined
Will have to stay in remembered tongues entwined
One night, you'll walk that street again my friend
The warm thick air will not blow thru your hair
And in your mind a haunting echo of a visage will unbend
Of a Zephyr screaming passion for her lover in Brooklyn
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