All for an imaginary woman. On my desk. Summer 2010.
You look pretty thick.
Are you at least…
This entry was posted on June 15, 2010 by juliuskeen. It was filed under No Scents (Poetry)., Smirkable (Nonsensical Humor). .
Like Abe Lincolm Masturbating by candlelight, so are the erotic poetry books of yesteryear
June 15, 2010 at 3:32 pm
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