Flying First Class

On a plane. Erotic affair in the cockpit. Sacred merging, intensified by turbulence.

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Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet

Date: 4/28/2012 9:51:00 AM

LOL I am glad all of you enjoyed this poem.xoxoxo

Terry L. Allen

Date: 4/28/2012 2:14:00 AM

I guess the plane was on autopilot. MMMM the mile high club ? ? Huggs TLee

Sara Kendrick

Date: 4/27/2012 4:25:00 PM

Those thoughts are very scary..If I ever go in an airplane somewhere all I will be able to think about will be this poem..Sara

Harry Horsman

Date: 4/27/2012 10:28:00 AM

if only, like this Elliot, and the message. harry

Tina Rossman

Date: 4/27/2012 12:39:00 AM

first class must be greeaaatttt.

Brenda Victoria Northeast

Date: 4/26/2012 9:24:00 PM

Cleverly written Elliott, Blessings, bren : )