Wednesday, July 25, 2018

All I think about
is us, 
naked
and entwined,
so I embark
with thoughts abstract;
a bid
to cleanse my mind.
Ready?
The turnip.
That hot, sweet,
racy, risque,
seductive,
suggestive
mineral buffet.
[Yeah,
fuck me,That didn’t really work.]
~j~

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