I love your serious eye
Your crooked brow
I love how it softens when I kiss your mouth
When my hand cups the back of your head
Fingers tangled in your warm glossy hair
I love how you labor to breathe in my country boy embrace
I ain't lett'n this woman go
She doesn't want delicate, she want her man strong
Like a drag off a cheap cigarette
Like a slug off a mason jar
Your serious eye tells me this.
WBA 2010
"I love how you labor to breathe in my country boy embrace..."
ReplyDeleteoh man, so nice, the labored breathing of passion, and calling yourself a country boy is pure sweetness
i think loving a man always requires seeing and embracing the boy in the man
I haven't had a slug off a mason jar in years, but I know exactly.
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