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dear mister cleshay

you attract me

but not in a marriage/baby carriage kind of way...



excuse me when i say

but i really only like you for your arms

you're pretty stupid

but you have some brainless charms



your arms...



mister cleshay

i laugh when you say you love me

but helpless when you hold me

you're just so darn strong

shallow gone so wrong

i loose my oxygen

then carbondyoxide

i'm like shiny glass

or maybe brass

either way i slip and slide

i try to hide

but mister cleshay

just let go of me

then leaned in

oh no, it can't be

cleshay just kissed me

gross

your face so close

i didn't want

your spit on my lips

your breath reeks

your hands on my hips

tongue

if i wanted a dog kiss

i would have barked

it's your arms i miss

the bloated veins

bumpy mountains

bruised stains

my name's love

you're cleshay

our names don't fit

at least not today

humorless witt

just go away



(i did like your arms though...)