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Ode to my mistress, now gone

September 24th, 2007 · by map · 6 Comments

Your skin was brown
and smooth, and
your body was round.

You were quiet and
intimidating. You
had a challenging mouth.

You came wrapped
in plastic, I in my
black dress socks.

I sat with you
nestled between my
thighs until it was time
to drop you off.

Tags: TMI

  • http://www.aprille.org Aprille

    Is this turd-poetry?

    Oh, I just saw the tag. Maybe not a turd exactly. Good luck with the analysis!

  • http://www.aprille.org Aprille

    Is this turd-poetry?

    Oh, I just saw the tag. Maybe not a turd exactly. Good luck with the analysis!

  • http://nicheplayer.net map

    You would’ve known, had it been turd poetry; No way would I have been able to avoid using something like, “You were a fecal mistress.” Gah! I didn’t do it. I did. OK. I’m fine with it.

  • http://nicheplayer.net map

    You would’ve known, had it been turd poetry; No way would I have been able to avoid using something like, “You were a fecal mistress.” Gah! I didn’t do it. I did. OK. I’m fine with it.

  • annettes

    Very moving. How long until you start wearing black turtlenecks every day? :)

  • annettes

    Very moving. How long until you start wearing black turtlenecks every day? :)