Red Dress Blue Suit
It was mine to take off
She asked me if I minded if she smoked first
I went along
The Red Dress condensed down to hold in my hands
Later, during the big O
She opened the window to scream and shout
And handed to me the chemistry of longevity
I asked her if she understood that listening to my poetry first
Would make me a better lover
She went along
We were always good lovers in that way
Her in her Red Dress and me in my Blue Suit.
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It seems this was a happening forum until the abomination of desolation set in at Shirley's world.
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