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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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that dirty poem I've been meaning to write for you

somewhere far away
a woman reads my words
laughs musical laughter
into a symphony of sex
and arousal

i can not ogle her
or grope her

lick her
or sing along

my face is not between her legs
sniffing the musky pink
and humming on her clit

somewhere far away
a woman reads my words
sighs at the crescendo of our
might-be-love and wonders
if this is the dirty poetry
I wrote for her.
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