Warm BoysA Poem by CrowleyQuite tedious...For boys, the formula is lust squared, added to lavender oil Multiplied by the number of presses imbibed While smoking on the patio wearing only a marble bag Or a shmear of foundation to hide a five o’clock shadow
One hand or a hundred hands across a bare a*s Respect takes on a different meaning after dark Or loses meaning, proportionate to the amount of attention needed At two in the morning “she” might do, besties til' noon
Bathroom priorities turn from need to feed Regardless of the audience, a show is a show, let’s watch Morning brings work and a feeling of helplessness That can only be quelled by Stoli and warm boys. © 2018 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 21, 2018 Last Updated on June 21, 2018 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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