Seems Awfully Hot in Here
Oh, do make haste, Carlotta. I am overcomeWith feelings for you, having spent the day
Out on the beach, and having gazed, I reckon,
Without any subtlety at your sublime
Reclining form. So sleek and brown,
Aglow with oil! Mindless sharp electrode
Jolt to my insistent DNA, your image
Energizes me, but does so a specific way:
I must have you within my arms, and without
Clothes, and horizontal, here and near to now
As can be. Please do come in haste.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2018-01-15 at 15:40
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