A Mug of Me
Stiffer than a Shot of Espresso

Rings

2005-04-02
Rings

Rings of red run up and down
Each inch another encircles me
Marking each gasp and moan
Coaxed by a hungry mouth

'Til no space is left bare and dry
Then she rocked and cried
Speared upon me as I sigh
Never wishing to be untied

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