I just finished writing my graduate thesis. It's quite a feat, taking that this is supposed to represent the encompassment of my entire college career.
My thesis is a collection of 13 love poems. And now, my SG friends, I share with you the final poem of that collection...
The Thirteenth Poem
Sex echoes everywhere:
in the rush of passing cars,
the clang of keys opening the front door,
the gentleness of clothes hitting the floor.
I hear it like music. And every time,
smiling a crooked fresh smile,
I tap my foot to the delicious melody.
-William Trinity
My thesis is a collection of 13 love poems. And now, my SG friends, I share with you the final poem of that collection...
The Thirteenth Poem
Sex echoes everywhere:
in the rush of passing cars,
the clang of keys opening the front door,
the gentleness of clothes hitting the floor.
I hear it like music. And every time,
smiling a crooked fresh smile,
I tap my foot to the delicious melody.
-William Trinity
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smccann_02:
Thanks!
clover:
they will next week....