Let's Study the Possibilities
if you could see what i mutter
about your jar of peanut butter
would you flutter
like Woodstock
into my awaiting arms?
could you find enough wood and rocks
to lovingly build us a farm?
i looked under your hood when it knocked, there's no need to be alarmed
you're ready
love,
howard
Copyright © Howard Mcclain | Year Posted 2006
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