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Wearing her bitch boots
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Floriduh
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I saw you tonight
...You were with a girl I could have called to you But what to say? ...That my eyes were these reluctant thieves? ...That some innocent design had brought our cars to rest side by side at a three-way light? I looked across (a Peeping Tom) from the passing lane You were spilling out a good belly laugh (those sweet familiar ribbons) My spirit caught your fire again and It wasn't until later that I remembered how I rubbed cream into theose flesh leather seats of yours...My earrings were in the glove compartment where the registration still bears my name...Oh, it was perfect You jumped the light rushing on your way up the hill to my old bed with her...Leaving me an unwilling voyeur My heart was a beggar -Merrit Malloy
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