“Panties in a wad
In the bottom of my purse.”
- Love to Joan Osborne
I fuck you so hard
So that you’ll pay attention.
Was it good for you?
Through blue silk, her thigh,
Brushed by the back of my hand,
Scorched in memory.
Those cats! Hard to tell
If they’re fighting or fucking
From the yowls they make
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Last chance to make love
Before she’s gone for five days
We’re not in the mood
Beautiful waitress
Whose burritos taste sweeter:
I took your portrait
My hand, your bare thigh:
“You give me reason to live.”
Slow morning spooning.
- After Randy Newman
Sunday morning sex
So unlike Monday’s wakeup
Like living 2 lives
