Thursday night
on the Church Avenue subway platform.
It's January.
Smashed Watermelon, what is your story?
on the Church Avenue subway platform.
It's January.
Smashed Watermelon, what is your story?
Sunday, January 17, 2010
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Skin so soft, so smooth
My fingers run through every groove
Shapley body nearly perfect
A flaw in you none can’t detect
Those luscious curves invite me in
I can’t help and in a din
I plunge through your soft skin
It is sweetness, which I find within
But as your sweetness goes past my lips
A tear from my eye slips
Down, down on to the ground
Where your corpse can now be found
With a gaping hole from the thrust,
your beauty killed, by my lust
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