Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Poetry is sure to make sense!

With terror in each bite

I ate the amazing cookies

Thank you for you lovely faces

Etched with love into the chocolate

Hold me was the words she said

Into breasts signed disaster

I knew what she was after

A good romp in the shower

Soap to clean up the mess

And no words or laughter

Just some crazy wild plan

And you assumed 

So much. 

 

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