ONE MUSKETEER

Could life be more perfect than this
I thought as I ate a 3 Musketeer Bar
on a rainy day outside a junkyard
in downtown Miami in 1983? It
would be better if I could just do
this thing right here as a real
musketeer, any of the three
would be fine, it would just have
to be a real one who liked fluffy
egg whites that you can whip
with a saber in a small silver
bowl while kissing a woman
in a bodice with a big tasty
smacking sound of the lips
like this: SOUND OF LIPS
TOUCHING MORE LIPS.

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