Macchars don’t wear sweaters

Posted on: April 11, 2009

drizzle drizzle,
morning drizzle,
soul cleansing,
burden relieving,
why cant you come every morn,
lift my spirits lorn,
the shiver of your chilly breeze,
the heavy of your musky whiff,
i wish i had someone to hold,
her body warm against your pleasant cold,
whisper gladness into her ear,
we would summon her goose pimples,
me and you together.

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3 Responses to ""

very wierd conversation above. but what a looouuvly poem!!

reallly nice!!!!

wow what a brilliant piece.

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