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before middle age braces spry 17 year old lips pucker search, meet in the middle as tongues play roulette lucky numbers..

inspired by two poems written by h.d.e. rushin

idiot poet i'm now an older sot without much of a plot steeped in disarray sorting out one awry cry at a time if ..

a tryst indited in senryu second degree burns from your consummate kisses lips don't want to heal ..

transistor radio's for sale sign rambunctious fingers prey upon skin, the literal goose bumps of figurative longing the w..

pallets and proms the partial masterpiece still stands in the corner of my mind an attic's rendering under the cover of bac..

never ending story i'm still traveling there your grizzled face in my mind's rest stop silver mass of steel wool and unshaven..

bursting into old flames we couldn't keep our hands off each other but the tongue lashings reddened the palms of a fine tuned lov..

like Adam, Eve and that old tree of knowing in ecstasy's womb i kick the carcass of what once was, dying to get out impe..

clinging to a bright cloud breeze me with your kisses knock me over with your scent i am a willow leaning toward your love ..