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Abandoned and ready,
spread eagled on creased linen,
erotically fated.
An orchestra are playing
some other bugger’s favourite tune.
The door opens to give a breeze
that’s asks the candles to dance
a vanilla waltz with a lilac stench.
I laugh at your appearance,
I have a moments doubt.
But I am ready,
look on ye mighty and despair,
unhood now
and rip my f ucking heart out.
One of those "what the hell, why not?" moments. Glad to see you posting again :)
I don't how you do it. The grass roots c'mon I'll 'ave yer with classical music and candles flickering in the wind....Jerryesque as ever.
penultimate line if not L8
We are after all, all tossers, thrilled by a world wide comment in double figures :D sorry n all but dumbo was sat in the room flapping his ears at me ;)