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Archive for August 20th, 2010

My Girl

By Len Kuntz

She has a ticker tape tongue,
confetti white irises
that loom and brood over a bridge of lash
taking me in strides and stretches,
stitching me into a new suit of clothes,
cheese cloth or something as sheer.
She wants me light and vulnerable
and my girl,
she might be possessive and wicked but
she gets what she wants.
Always has,
always will.

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