Veer this way
By dylan_roberts
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
- 614 reads
I see you.
Pumps and all.
Red skirt, high,
Upon your golden thigh.
I see you.
You know it.
Want it.
I see you.
When you shudder.
As you watch,
With wide eyes wandering
I see you.
Your loud face
Cant be missed by most.
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