Fuck
Know wha I miss
languorouslysmiled
You didn’t miss a
spot.
Youre a peach pie Delicious
Thank you.
We would have been insane with scoops of vanillabean icecream.
Next time next time
If it occurs to us
What do you miss?
I miss your bedsprings
tickled
she laughed
My
bedsprings, mine? Why?
I loved listenin toem protest
They tried making a bigger racket than us Was a contest
Contest?
Didnt you think so
Were you competing with my old bed?
Your bed of course
My place we
slep . .
. . I remember.
The floor.
That way we couldn’t fall
off it. You said.
Try as we may we never did
My Gawd kiddo I love
fucking youmakin love to you
As
you likewise
Me? eyes big dimples takin divots
Yakiddinme
Li’l old me?
Li’l old me.
We loosened a few floorboards
But they didnt screech, did they?
No No
Suffered silently
I liked your old bed an awful lot
Housemates complained.
They were jealous
Our cacophony was delicious
1935, Tuesday,
30 6. 26
Taylor Swift Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOZFiX6hDXQ
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