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I WOULD LOVE TO BE YOUR FAN
I would love to be your fan
as your nether regions tan,
lifting the heat's oppression
from your treasured possession,
offering a friendly breeze
from a point between your knees:
constant flow of cool fresh air
soothing your sun-oiled skin bare.
I could make bush sway like grass
as the air amidst it pass.
While on your back, knees to sun,
the pale skin tones to baken bun
so indoors you can parade
coveted all-over shade.
My eyes transfixing (no shame)
on those parts whence we all came
at the beginnings of our lives
(if not with aid of surgeon knives),
unaroused, beauty sleeping,
without excited seeping.
as your nether regions tan,
lifting the heat's oppression
from your treasured possession,
offering a friendly breeze
from a point between your knees:
constant flow of cool fresh air
soothing your sun-oiled skin bare.
I could make bush sway like grass
as the air amidst it pass.
While on your back, knees to sun,
the pale skin tones to baken bun
so indoors you can parade
coveted all-over shade.
My eyes transfixing (no shame)
on those parts whence we all came
at the beginnings of our lives
(if not with aid of surgeon knives),
unaroused, beauty sleeping,
without excited seeping.
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