What Was Your Deepest Dream

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What was your deepest dream

I’ll be out writing sea shanties

What did you want most of all

Leaving me your delicious panties

I’m open to any of your secret kinks

No need to worry, for I won’t judge

Interested in exploring your depths

I’m here to stay, for I won’t budge

Those Matchbox Fantasies

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Those matchbox fantasies

Gunmetal grey panties with soft pink polka dots

She placed a stiletto in her wooden leg

Character assassination plots go all for naught

An Eastern European Gypsy

She’s hiding a switchblade under that dress

She’s dangerous down to her core

A beautiful woman – you don’t want to mess

Beware of their corrosive accolades

There’s no exoneration in the line of fire

She’s insolent about your theoretical love

In the end, she’s killed you with her underwire

Why Are You Sittin’ Way Over There?

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Why are you sittin’ way over there?

C’mere, let’s have a lovin’ tussle

Slide across this ol’ bench seat

Time you felt some American muscle

Cruisin’ at over their speed limits

Where to? We’ll be there in a snap

Hike your skirt up a little more, girl

Why not, crawl over here to my lap

You won’t be needing these panties

And if I might tell you the truth

I merely wish to taste your sweetness

To drink endlessly of your Fountain of Youth

I Know Why You Don’t Have Panty Lines

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I know why you don’t have panty lines
You’re looking great in that pencil skirt
My mind does dizzying things when you smile
I focus on your delectable lips, so moist & pert
I grow quiet – I don’t to be taken as a fool
So you don’t notice me, I’m cast off as a clumsy guy
I’ll keep your secrets as you’re mistreated again
All the while, your laundry’s hanging out to dry

Those Matchbox Fantasies

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Those matchbox fantasies

Gunmetal grey panties with soft pink polka dots

She placed a stiletto in her wooden leg

Character assassination plots go all for naught

An Eastern European Gypsy

She’s hiding a switchblade under that dress

She’s dangerous down to her core

A beautiful woman – you don’t want to mess

Beware of their corrosive accolades

There’s no exoneration in the line of fire

She’s insolent about your theoretical love

In the end, she’s killed you with her underwire

*previously published on former blog

Push & Pull, But I’ll Never Tell

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Push & pull, but I’ll never tell
Solitude of a lonely soul used
White cotton panties belie your secret
Within your mind we know the abused
Walk away onto the city sidewalk
Too intense for the middle of the day
Your lips part, but we’re not the same
I’ve forgotten what you were going to say

Calico Woman Came Calling To Me

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Calico woman came calling to me
Hushed words within a poised stance
Lingering, but pale stars falling
Returned with dislocated underpants
Thinning with ulterior motives
Never forgot her hocus-pocus
An underlying pain feeding through
Life left when love slips from focus

Kiss Me Like They Do In The Movies

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Kiss me like they do in the movies
I don’t want you to melt, wanting to remain
I’m sorry I perved on your body
I allowed my prolonged glance to strain
I’m modestly hot – it’s been said
With the charm to make your heart flicker
A true gentleman, though not always pure
I am man enough to dampen your knickers