crush me, I’m easy
flat as an old 33
and a third of my mind
with the stylus just so inclined
to fall, plays my heart
in love with dessert
irresistibly sweet to my eyes, and yours
together we’re served as candies and schmoors
stirring up sugars and caramels sticky
undressed and sprinkled, even the picky
surrender, delighted to flirt
giving up to the skirt
send the kids out to play
taste your favorite today
feast my eyes again
on Heaven, your kiss on my skin.
Crush
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