Song of a Reformed Headhunter
a poet's journal: notes, drafts and reactions
Monday, January 15, 2007
You love the feel of leather, thin
rubbery sheath your chest and hips breathe in.
It makes me really hard to think
that is your kink. Mine is the smell of ink.
Jee Leong Koh
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