Pearls
I don't need to be Hemingway...
Or anyone else....
I am comfortable being me
In lust with you....
My poem of a man....
A warrior...
Speaks all I can say
to you....
Golden curls and red lips
So excite me....
In my dreams
Pearls are my gift to you
As I sleep....So loving.
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