Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Sex Poem

les femmes-- les filles-- en vitrine
pistachio and chocolate
we mean business, BRING IT

rrrring it

She didn't tongue her spoon at you,
blonde man, don't wink at her like that.

Don't want
your sweet stick-
y kiss, prick,
hold it out
or have a look

but we don't want your EL LAGARTO
when we're eating THIS GELATO

.

Smooth move, groovy dude. You drink water with no ice cubes. Squeeze some lime in my cilantro,
vodka mixed with limoncello, whipped me in a fresa frenzy, cardamon, my avacado
honey, I bet your caramel's dulce de leche, sweet and creamy, slightly
smokey. Can't nobody top this ginger.

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