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Presumption
Hey there, Rag doll!
I'm folding into a bowled,
bold mix and
I'm in knead of a partner.
First come. First served.
Lying in a daydream -
I see you fit the bill.
Make my realities a nightmare.
You're my dazzling star.
You're thin-sliced innocent.
You're an unused gift certificate.
Need me.
Hey there, sweetheart!
Don't talk. Don't yelp.
It's only me leaving
an oil-stained finger print upon
your left eyelid.
Special. The touch -
my touch -
is special-licious.
Pirate-rigged and e(special)ly
meant for you.
I threw away my thesaurus yesterday.
I found it unnecessary
and callous.
LOVE is a four letter word
as is -
LIAR.
Hit me with an anthemed antonym.
Hey there, pumpkin!
Kiss me once again
and revel in
the sticky juices of
our misguided
presumptions.
Spit, spanked and smothered.
A rolling pin of charm -
You knead me,
darling.
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