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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required i am here to let your words make love to me i am here to bury my face deep in your poetry to let your haiku molest my naked body shake me like a tree can you read the want in my hips for your metaphors and similes? like an African lion in heat i long your letters how they hug tightly only to entice my desire. the child in me wants to explore, journey tender the skin you wear. so don't leave me to play alone in the sandbox. let me run the body of your work free. ingest your verse and also grow wings. you and i flying as one in a mad fancy. then maybe send in my bed sheets - both single with your personifications they'll jump rope and after exercising go for a cup of hope at the outdoor cafe where poets mingle i am only here because your couplets are wooing me. i want to glide - baby oil - body on body - chummy. not compete but instead massage your triolets, fraternize with your sonnets. your tanka rocks me mountains baby smooth to climb it's quite the challenge one i'm willing to take on you're the baby smooth i want i'll ride your majestic rhymes dream they'll settle for, this my smiling core, stay with me at bedtimes. you - the poetess that defines my nights i want you to know i climb every evening towards the peak where your words spike. i'll never be the poet you are, but i have my hands and other parts that could drive you to ecstasy. .........you'll see it's my specialty. 01~01~2015 Armand Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A Contest Name: First poem of 2015
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