To a starlet
When nights me drape in velvet sheets,
my dreams will chant the same recurring invocation:
"Don't sleep you fool, could be tonight she greets
you with a smile on the X-rated station".
Is there a man who can behold
thy lustful wink and sultry smile without a quiver?
If he exists he must be old,
and have a mind where sex and love is but a sliver.
Thy fellatio is indeed beyond reproach.
Thy breasts ignore the monstrous threat of gravity.
Weret thou illegal game I'd surely poach
The deer that God in heaven made so lavishly.
But cold, alone my TV leaves me,
With hopeless need of your undying beauty
But in my dreams my mind retrieves me
salacious pictures of your flawless booty.
I presented her with the work, and she responded after studying it for about 20 seconds: "Oh, it's in english!"
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Oh, she's one of smart porn stars, eh?
heh.
No photos! BOOOO! 