Saturday, December 22, 2012

Sans surfing

she asked what do you do?
and I didn't list surfing the internet.
oops.

this one is a masseuse.
she excels with her feet.
it's not all pressure
like I expected.

we kissed.
it worked.
we kissed again.

we were both married.

she cried before she told me.

I thought it unfair.
But ain't we all imperfect
and sometimes all we need
is a kiss.

I get that.


I still want to kiss her.



she doodles chakras.

what does that mean?

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