The Mississippi Sex Terror
rides again.
Silver streak Rubicon
mud-sling smile
late on the lease.
I want a piece.
That easy speaking crocodile,
inches stretch
for miles at least.
Piston pounding beast…
Stick shift sentiment up my crease,
pumping in the grease.
Roll bar rough with a
smooth release.
How does that
feel?
Halo headlights and a
Vader grill
stiff as stainless steel?
You’re ball bearing deep
in my rear suspension.
Plug the bushing.
Torque the tension.
Spin me
like a wheel.
This provoked a giggle or two!
You know, I like to be provocative, Reggie. Thanks for reading!
Cleverly penned, DK. Can’t go wrong sex and automotive speak. You’ll definitely attract the gear heads with this one. All you need is loud guitars screaming out the speakers. lol. Liked this a lot my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
I wanted to pluck your strings, Damian. Now, give me that acoustic moan…
Yeah, great flow! It feels like summer, wind playing with your hair and lots of weird thoughts on your mind! Great piece!
It’s definitely a summer grind, girl. I have super weird thoughts. Thanks so much for reading!
xoxo
Haha I loved this Meg! Flow especially. “Ball bearings deep” love it!
Hey Daniel! I love to hear your favorite lines, ya know. Need a ride?
Fuck yeah! 😉
Slide on in
E-mail me a ticket to Mississippi. If the woman look like that image down there, I’m sold! Great write Meg.
You don’t need a ticket, baby. Just get in your jeep and drive down here. I’ll put on my shortest denims for you…
xoxo
I don’t have a jeep! I guess I can steal one and drive out to you. My jeep & I will be quite dirty when I arrive. Do you mind if you give us a sudsy wash down wearing those short denims?
xox
I’ll wash you down after I take them off.
😘
Tongue in your tailpipe…
xoxo
Lemme at your Heme ….
Code for ass deep
BIG STICK SHIFT …..LIKE
Doors are open, Mr. Poet
Keys are in the ignition