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scotch
o honey
o baby
romance me like
the drunken clown snow flake
that lands on my shoulder
to make me a one star officer
of the valentine brigade
pucker me up
like a lemon kiss
in the tunnel
of carpe diem
take six
take four
roll on the floor
hold your thoughts
close to your whisper
imagine if sharon was
writing this poem
or imagine my finger
sliding along the heat
of your jaw bone
take five
smoke em
if you got em
be the hippie princess
in erin*ville
i am not king
but i have stars in my eyes
that seem to focus on
the most beautiful constellation
in the adirondacks
