runner's legs,
dancer's thighs;
plenty of bounce
to them stems:
a little leg
goes a long way,
baby, and
a lotta leg
goes forever:
my ear muffs,
your tenderness;
soft and warm,
soft and warm,
strong and firm:
oh to be crushed,
so slowly,
so slowly.
February 20, 2009.
Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.
2/20/09
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