The Carpenter
He came over and over
I served dinner, even wine
he screwed me and the wine
well he uncorked the wine
fixed a squeaky door after the wine
that fixed my little heart just fine
all his screwing around was so romantic
that afterwards
we kissed
Copyright © Aurore Severo | Year Posted 2023
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