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The Waiter on Michigan Street

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The Waiter on Michigan Street

The water running. 

I smelled your 
Intestines and you

But you still 
Licked my lips

Curls of your 
Body hair, 
Your Italian
Voice, entered

And I smiled. 

On the stage you 
Sang with ferverance
And I adored your 

Right where I could
Stare at your 

Enough to elevate
My sex. 

And I am untied 
Now, missing an 

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  1. Date: 5/10/2013 6:47:00 PM
    Ian, I'm taking this moment to wish you an early Happy Mother's day. Just in case, I can't hang around the soup past Saturday Night. May you enjoy all the blessings a mother engraves in our hearts. About your poem: It is very deep, I sense you miss her, and wish to be closer... thank you for sharing. xox~ LINDA