Saturday, March 3, 2012

boy.

 like the way your mind works boy, 
all clever and coy like your this shiny little toy
for me to play with with great joy

you say there won't be any playing, but i know all to well boy
you are my playful lil toy, good for me like soy

i dig how you deny me 
your sweet tendered touch
by blood it does rush- to me face
as i blush
and the room goes into a hush

i like how we do a tango, and your my favorite mango,
id like to take a bight but its clear you are fright- tend
by my touch
so i'll try to stay a hushed
quiet with my cheeks as they blush.

i'm done.

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