Poems
Monday, 16 January 2012
She Enrages Me
She enrages my anatomy
When she strokes my id
She plays me from top to tip
She enrages my anatomy
She says she thinks of me when she’s getting dressed
I say I think of her when she’s in her birthday suit
She engages my anatomy
When she strokes my id
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