Relieved by her orgasm –
at least I knew she was still
Orgasms galore –
next time hoping she lets us
touch one another.
Don’t ask for whom
her body tolls – just help
with the ringing.
Casting a vote on sleeping together,
I placed my right hand over her breast –
The bird was caught in the rafters –
My hand was caught on her breasts –
Only my hand was removed.
She killed the fly –
she killed any attempt at conversation –
she could only kill the fly once.
Hal is... well, many of you know him as....
Author of Mother Said...
Author of Father Said...
...and...My Therapist Said...
As someone we miss here in the city, but oh well....wish him well there too...