Quatrain of Bare Hands
Bare Hands - can't touch you
You are such a hot potato,
just touching you with
bare hands puts
me at
risk.
Last time we met, I couldn't
find out if you loved me,
you were too
hot to
frisk.
Although I love your baked
emotion, I can't
handle your over
heated libido
churned,
You are such a hot potato,
I may have to drop
you, to keep
from getting
burned.
Yorktown Disciple
Bare Hands - can't touch you
You are such a hot potato,
just touching you with
bare hands puts
me at
risk.
Last time we met, I couldn't
find out if you loved me,
you were too
hot to
frisk.
Although I love your baked
emotion, I can't
handle your over
heated libido
churned,
You are such a hot potato,
I may have to drop
you, to keep
from getting
burned.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 3862
America's Poem Sanctum
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