Tuesday, June 2, 2009

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our first kiss-
utilitarian for you;
i thought you'd
turn me into a prince.

desireable pink
frontispiece,
stretch wrapped 
in black ice.

back rounded - 
peek-a-booed,  
giggled, jiggled 
perched and
given freely.

you're smiling
like pastry -
desert worth
waiting for - 
vanilla creamed
and addictive.

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