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Prelude to a Poke

I do not recall The bravado with which I spoke The titillating prose Seduction’s prelude to a poke You spoke of love with a lust that I understand your heart a bloom your derriere met my hand I pulled you closed my eyes nearly met yours your bosom winked thank God I wore drawers Do you not see that my passions are pure a burning in my loins for which water has no cure We gazed upon the heavens I wrapped her in the moonlight I looked at the time my prayers faded into night We danced till dawn I had answered her romantic call I whispered sweet somethings Before her foot procured my fall

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Date: 8/6/2009 10:11:00 AM
I am reading my favorite poems today and just wanted to let you know this is still a favorite to me Xavier. Love, Carol
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