The day we met, I died to myself, you did too, I know. You loved me quickly. Saw me for me- cuffed me faster than the law did Sandra. Spent every night with you since then. History being made, not bland like your last. You made me see me for me too- I hated that.Continue reading “Remembering the Time”
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Midnight Snack: Memory 003
There you were Standing at the fridge Milk in hand, dick big n’ bad Toast burning You rush to resuscitate the bread I see the head and wanna lick Why were you naked? Why am I thinking of this? Man, man, man that memory stick!