Oh, MY!
You prick...
you tease...
you fill my mouth with...
sleaze!
Those protruding,
distracting,
lovable lumps
whether limp or
bursting forth of
solid turgid muscle....
it's the draw under the drawstring,
the anticipation of
opening a package,
a calling card of stunning
significance....
you wear it proudly, perhaps oblivious
to my admiration
yet it feels a personal
gift for mine eyes alone!
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