The Stripper On Main Stage She was like dandelions dancing in the southern breeze A Memphis night on stolen Whiskey and a bottle of wine. That sunset walk hand and hand and those Southern Comfort kisses on the wind. She was the lonely star out there in the distance above the clouds. The popsicle coolness on her breath and inch worm lips upon my neck The quiet breath at twilight's peak the calmness in the caverns of my soul My Bourbon soaked goddess of desire. Liquid fire to my soiled soul.
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