In a Flash
I would have told you you're not my type if you hadn't
Come at me so quickly, you know. I'm just not that
Keen on professional women. Your fine tailored suit
And immaculate coiffure had put me off from the moment
I saw you, but you moved so fast. We were naked
In minutes, and, now, as I gaze at you laying beside me,
I'm starting to change my mind.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2025-01-10 at 19:36
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