board gamesA Poem by ArielMichelinei was just looking for a bit of T & A with a little kiss on the side the kindof kiss that starts just because the accidental bumping of heads together fumbling in the dark your infiltration of my interior is most unwelcome my need burning to sit akimbo backporch whiskey and a cigarette hanging twister with a splash of limbo from my mouth so full of longing for the bumping of our lips while we were fumbling around in the dark © 2011 ArielMicheline |
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Added on July 4, 2011 Last Updated on July 4, 2011 AuthorArielMichelineGainesville, FLAbout“You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?” ― Rumi more..Writing
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