Sweetie, you look so sinewy

cubed vogue and coifed idiom!

If not deific, then jokily.

Please don’t sew nubile.

My beef is crude veil knit

fat palm without you.

When I miff your mold solo

wrapped in plague caked earth,

I hiss so illicit I almost cards.

Nova almond w/ commas,

loam drama O madam

a mad balm on dismal.

This is not a timid etude.

This is a cello voiced viper

or import bosom, and a dimwit,

because I kisses you. A girl’s clime void.

Rites, pulled off the coiled source,

I cannot ballast on the runes of paling…

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