Full Throat

A Poem

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THESE THINGS MATTER, dear Asha, your thighs
For example, are what I come home for, to dinner for, just
To warble at their mysterious marble base. I want
To surround your body and love you like an engine
That’s in full throat, coax my cock into you and have
That be that. Spread your legs wide for my creature
And I’ll promise to make it a good one. No matter
How rich the other guys are, they’re stale compared
To the boy you’ll have…