An Urn of Cough Drops Plaything

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Summary: Reverted back to revision 6. Any thoughts?

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< His eyes shone halogen headlight bright,
< His handmade hips hugged denim mass-produced,
< He wasn't supposed to be there that night,

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> Her eyes shone halogen headlight bright,
> Her handmade hips hugged denim mass-produced,
> Her halter-top topped her top drawn tight

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< I wanted him for my plaything.

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> I wanted her for my plaything.

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< Mothers fear for sons' ears
< Which fathers take from faithless mothers.
< I longed his eyes to hold me

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> Fathers fear for daughters' ears
> Which mothers take from faithless fathers.
> I longed her eyes to hold me

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< Dreams and promises of sweet cotton candy
< I danced on his lawn as if in a daze.

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> Target marked and fingers ready,
> Red lips pursed for burst heart spotlit spray.

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< Ready for buttons, zippers, ties, and clasps—

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> Ready for buttons, zippers, ties, and clasps—

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< Cleavage balance heartbeat throb disrupted,

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> Her cleavage balance heartbeat throb disrupted,

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< items lost, and articles left behind.
< And if he asks what I did today, I will respond "nothing fun"

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> And then her face—but O that face—
> My eyes are blinded by the light!

Plaything

Her eyes shone halogen headlight bright,
Her handmade hips hugged denim mass-produced,
Her halter-top topped her top drawn tight
As a hangman's heft-hanged noose.

I wanted her for my plaything.
I craved those curling toes, composing whispers
Fathers fear for daughters' ears
Which mothers take from faithless fathers.

I longed her eyes to hold me
Grappled like a cheating hunter's gaze—
Target marked and fingers ready,
Red lips pursed for burst heart spotlit spray.

And I was ready too—
Ready for buttons, zippers, ties, and clasps—
Arched-backed moans and end-stopped gasps.
But never through.

Her cleavage balance heartbeat throb disrupted,
Now alight by thighs reflecting moonlight twice reflecting,
And then her face—but O that face—
My eyes are blinded by the light!

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