Panties
Yellow moonlight
Falls softly
On garden stones;
I appreciate the love
Emanating from angelic creatures
Walking the boulevards
Of delectable dreams.
I’m always spinning joyously
Into the arms of mystery,
I eat desire with an unquenchable appetite;
In my mind, panties burn with amorous fire!
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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