burn it.
It is always stormy in my world;
the trees are like crack ballerinas--
never still.
I wonder if you could help me--
you, with your mad skills.
I don't like grease, unless it's in the pan;
but I do admire arcane knowledge--
such as rests better on a girl.
Take a look, touch inside--
be a whisperer for my ride.
Smaller hands are better fitting;
prove that purring
suits this kitten.
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Shay--The last stanza...so erotic and yet so practical at the same time...
ReplyDeleteThat first stanza really sings to me! Wow!
ReplyDeletemade me think of 'the cars' album. :)
ReplyDeleteI especially love the "crack ballerinas".
ReplyDeleteSweet rhyme, purring engines and steamy...radiators somehow go together here. Love the Nin on your sidebar.
ReplyDeleteI love this part:
ReplyDelete"but I do admire arcane knowledge--
such as rests better on a girl.
Take a look, touch inside--
be a whisperer for my ride."
I also love your new sidebar image: the Anais Nin quote, "Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people's." I love that you rotate and update your decorations.
ReplyDeletelovely .. a nice way to ease back into blog visiting
ReplyDeleteI wish my stomach was that flat! No more car bonnet posing for me, I'm afraid.
ReplyDeleteOo-wee - this am some kind of eeeerotical code! Day-um!
ReplyDeleteI'll echo the praise for the last stanza. Erotic. Slides off the tongue nicely (no pun intended). Sheer brilliance!
ReplyDeletegotta love me some TOOLS! especially cordless POWER tools!
ReplyDelete{giggle}
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