Cashmere

by Tim Fleckney   Mar 2, 2006


Drifting from blue
To red
The cashmere queen
Glides across the
Dance floor
While yellow drenched
Sunflowers bow
Down in fear

Shades of lustfull
Green masturbate
To her sultry beat
pink tipped wallflowers
Glare daggers of envy

I bed her once
I whisper in soto-voice
For all to hear
The ugly duckling
Beside me snorts
And moves away

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