As a result of Quan's prompt...

 

6/9/2014

 

To Whom It Concerns,

            I’m…drifting, drifting, drifting

Caressing every chocolate cranberry

Crevice.

 

Hoping, Hoping, Hoping

For A

Creep-Opening of that

Luscious cavern where

Your wet intelligence

And Hard Candy lie…

Baby, these are curves more

slimmer than most and any

slander against them would be

slender propaganda.

They insure these gifts.

Baby, were those given to you by warrior women, or were they made for a rainforest?

            This…long journey inspires me to be intellectual because all I really want to do is inspect the peak at the end of your valley…Those everlasting hills that grace your chasm and cease to curb my enthusiasm…

Sincerely,       

These Hands