Lover Man
M
me poet yeps poet
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You have touched my heart
at 80
I'm a poetic artist
in films pops act
as sons
of their real ones
they are like actors
as we are apples
off a poet tree
lo and behold bananas
anacondas may be
and
gals are peaches
on the naked beaches
oranges we softly squeeze
you did once to many
as you run fingers
down their spine
they never whine
they quiver
for the next
moments shiver
as and when
strokes you deliver
you help them
orgasm
fine man
be at it
you are not yet 50
80 I be
but now in imagery
only
laugh with me
O handsome
man
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