torstai 6. elokuuta 2026

APRIL POEM TO HER 8

Like a kid in a candy store
reading your letter
and like that kid
or Buridan's ass
incapable of choosing
standing drooling
imagining you
all around

I was thinking
of luscious visions
of you in acts
that would
titillate
my frivolous
longing
but now
I just hope
you get
back
the errand
wanderer

05.04.2026

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