The cheese I know comes from the beautiful cows, cows as beautiful as princesses that graciously graze on the deep grass, grass as salty as the sea, grass as green as the emerald lake of your dreams.
My shirt and jeans are off. I’m undressing. I’m closing this day down.
the privateer at my door salty gatekeeper guarding my treasure with brass bones
Your house has carpets like hands, like the tongues of whales licking me to nothing but a bone
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