TO A FRIENDLY MUSE

You dropped your pen,

I was not a gentleman,

I didn't bend to pick it up.

You bent to pick your dropped pen;

I was not a gentleman,

I watched your every curve,

put my hand on your buttocks;

I was not a gentleman,

caressing opened your belt,

opened the path to your vulva;

I was not a gentleman;

you clutched your dropped pen,

I clutched your hips, strongly;

I was not a gentleman,

deep I was in you.

09.06.2024

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