With your panties off

April 12, 2012


Maybe its the way you smiled at me. With your panties off. Or the way the cigarette hung out of your month. Like Brando’s lip. We were close friends. And I really never wanted to be lovers. You have to understand. We were made for each other. I was frightened by the darkness. And you were too comfortable there. And then you went. And married the man of your dreams. And I couldn’t find him in the wedding photos.

One Response to “With your panties off”

  1. C. R. said

    This is really good.

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