Make a platinum blonde cat
out of your light blue blouse—
the one I'd like to unbutton
to feed the fire in me!
You play with my mind,
coaxing desire,
turning hormones into commerce
in this starved body of mine.
That bulging blue blouse.......
My hunger hunts for reason,
my doubts humming so long
they've frightened my conscience away.
I hurry through the alley,
trying to forget this swollen ache,
praying shame won't find me
behind your crimson windows.
Blue Blouse
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