Harley Davidsons

4 sweating molson’s?
You walked all the way here.
I only drink beer.
So why do you work so much?
And never see me anymore
1985 GMC Sierra Classic
Drink, twist the tab, pull.
(Secretly going to save these)
Did you just steal a sip from my beer?
I really miss you.
Strong whiskey on the rocks with water
never finished,
too busy.
Gotta take a leak.
Pants are a maze.
Easier to figure out as he traces the path.
What do you like about me.
You’re smart. And nice.
Anything else?
I swear if you leave the seat up one more time.
One day I will be something great, you know?
You have Harley Davidson boots.
And a leather jacket?
Can I kiss you?
No.
Can I kiss you?
Wow you really have Harley Davidson boots.
Would you mind
If
We
Went
Into your room?
Blindly reply- why not?
Slowly but surely.
WOW
Hey there.
Top?
No no
Bottom.
I’m sorry.
Do you like kissing me?
It’s fun.
Not sure if it is the smell of
Cigars, firewood, beer, or just temptation.
Hiding the fact
That I love having to
Push
Him off of me to
Stop kissing
Seriously stop
As I find myself
Now kissing him
Oh those country boys
Wow, men like what they don’t have.
But
I’m not that easy.
I love you.
You shouldn’t.
But I do.
You shouldn’t love people like me.
4am.
Can’t make mom mad.

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