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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mute
[time] => 2003-11-17 04:36:57
[hometext] => Another coworker that I worked with caught my attention, so I just had to write about it
[bodytext] => On a day that I was talking like a talk show guest I saw something in sight that had put my mouth to rest I had to blink for the picture was a sight for sore eyes Man, I felt like I had opened up door #1 to receive my prize Like the old pimps say, “it had the shape of a coke bottle” I wish, so I could go over and take a swallow For I had become thirsty like an African running a marathon Just one sip, oh how that would be so much fun So that I may take in all the ingredients that make her whole For in my mind,at the time,it was her sliding down my pole A shift to the left was just like a shift from the right Whoa got me hold and squeezing my lil man oh so tight For this motion picture I would pay $50 dollars to see Because for about an hour,a nice sensation had come over me This time around I didn’t even need “My Man” to make the picture clearer For it was her that had me flexing in the mirror I believe this picture had came on once before For some reason today it had me feeling like and eagle wanting to soar To where I really don’t care Everything is cool as long as she is next to me in the air I tried to move my lips to try to make a sound A lip locked tight was all I found This feeling is so powerful it’s like I have been hit my lightening To the innocent eye this picture just might appear frightening If a bolt of lighting is what it had to be Bring on a hundred more as long as it continues on striking me For I could take this kind of silence the rest of my life Almost a silence that has you saying “ I do” to your wife Yes, a silence as strong as superman I’m not going anywhere; I forgot everything that I had planned All I could do was sink my head down, for I was ashamed I was frustrated that I couldn’t even speak out her name One thing I can do as the day passes by Is just think of that picture that I thought was fly For it is buried deep into my head Now if she could just move out of this room So people won’t take my silence as me being dead [comments] => 0 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 31 [informant] => texasw97 [notes] => up for reveiw [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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