Take a Xanax,
a couple of milligrams—
There you are—
it will help you
relax.
Fall,
while your eyelids
flutter.
I’ll put you under.
Personally,
I like the nitrous effect:
laugh, then sleep,
while I poke and prod.
My hands find their way,
placing my implements aside.
Drift fingertips
up your skirt.
Need a little Astroglide—
Vaseline will smell too obvious.
After all,
this is for my pleasure
at your expense.
Monday, February 23, 2009
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