Saturday, September 10, 2016

Nighttime Poetry

I know it’s not politically correct,
But I so badly want to see her breasts
Ever since she plopped down
On the concrete and started
Eating that slice I’ve wanted to
Cuddle with her after some takeout
And watching late night
I know it’ll never happen especially
When she has a boyfriend and is
A Trump supporter, but I can dream
And I can pray and who knows maybe
Someday when I least expect it the
Skies will open and she’ll be feeling
Frisky and will lower her guard and
Show me her twin peaks

Charles Cicirella

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