Ever meet someone whose chunky body entrances you so much that you wish you could play with it all day?
I did. In 1985. He was, alas, married and of a very different religion. Oh, hell, who am I kidding? Those two things were a turn on for me at the time. He was just. So. Tasty.
I've tried to write poems about it and him. None of them have been any good. Maybe one day..
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