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i met someone that reminds me of you
by Ava Bluhe undressed me with those contemplating eyes,
deciding i wouldnt mind if he was married
he could force anything inside me
and i would never scream
[just like the time they held me under water, i wouldnt scream]
he had me pegged;
the dirty whore spreads her ribs
but ive changed my number
and theres a reason you didnt get the memo
your eyes could burn a cross on my thigh,
youd kiss it,
and never flinch at the taste.
01/15/2008 Posted on 01/15/2008
Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/16/08 at 03:27 AM God, I missed this stuff. I'm very sadly a junkie for your words. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 01/17/08 at 05:22 AM And I'll add myself to that list, but then you knew that. |
| Posted by Matthew Sharp on 01/19/08 at 06:59 PM how could he ever think he had you pegged?
overconfident in the face of consternation observation?
the jeanna take all in and spit it out later, so beautiful you are my love.... you remind me of what a kind world we spend our time in:)
progressive, arousing. |
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