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Click here[Author's note: This is a spoof of sorts. Can you figure out what it's from?]
I have this obsession
To deny it
Is out of the question
The perfect man
Does he have
Blonde hair and a tan?
No, he’s not some creature
From some
Science fiction, double feature
He’s seen blue skies
With his
Deep dark eyes
Through his soft brown hair
I run my fingers
Lewd daydream or erotic nightmare
The silky drape clung to his thigh
Elusive
And a little bit shy
Insane lust taking its toll
Hot Damn!
Bless my soul
Only kissed before
Left me wanting
More, more, more!
He flexed his muscles
And asked me to dance
The Madison, not The Hustle
Thrown into mind flips
My body quivered
As his tongue ran over his lush lips
I took a step to the right
He gave me an evil wink
It was going to be a special night
In just seven days since it began
On a strange journey
With the perfect man
the idea of the perfect man,...
you done yourself well,
and left me in thought.
thus, a word to you..
awe..
-sGp-
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thanks for the journey Art~