"You're in!" she said
classroom choked with student artists
my charcoals make love to the paper
my eyes trace the model's body
< /br>Karen later comes over, admires her naked beauty gracing my huge paper
the next week, Alex is the model
his body dressed in shadows
dude's back is always to me as he drops his pants
< /br>I do not focus on his penis
I focus on his entire body
guess who made love to me in my dreams
Way Shower Woman embraces me
her hands caress my breasts
her tongue traces my ears
her fingers dance upon my face
< /br>my MILF hand grabs some memory of a young dude's penis
my dreams crash and sing like atoms at an atomic orgy
the classroom is much bigger
it slopes like a theater
my drawings from that class rocket me to fame
< /br>charcoal naked bodies and clothed figures
of friends and chosen family
and memories of lovers past and to come (cum?)
grace the pages
the Beatles grin their way from my Rolling Stone Memory magazine
I spent food money on the Fab Four
John Lennon and George Harrison watch me from Heaven
applauding mightily and loving me all the way through....
< /br>Way Shower Woman has that lesbian vibe
my gaydar is very very good
I have not yet made love to a woman in "real life"
I have made love to many women in my dreams
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