Cinnamon

Posted by I on August 08, 19101 at 07:50:00:

She brewed him black coffee ,
Nursed confident foam ,
Stirred with a stick of cinnamon ,
She said : your wants now , nothing but desires ,
Which became intrinsic behavior ,
Thousands and thousands of years ago ,
You know , like the wolves and the dogs ,
Tonight , you will be , like ,
Thousands and thousands of years ago .
She pulled him by his rusty groin ,
Lead him to the white bedroom ,
To be one with god and man .
You’d be surprised what could be wings ,
You’d be surprised ,
Even fat thighs , even fat memories ,
She slipped down her long dress ,
Slipped down her outer soul ,
Her inner one she kept

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