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My mind starts to wonder

Her in underwear
Well that's a sight to behold
Me in underwear
Well that's a tale best left untold

My mind starts to wonder
Will my hands start to wander
but my shyness gets to me
with the one who I so long for

If she walked in the room
then she'd turn every head
if I walk in the room
well that's a tale best left unsaid

My mind starts to wonder
will my hands start to wander
but my shyness gets to me
with the one who I so long for

 
— Millage, Sep 29, 2009

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Millage

16 years 8 months ago

Take it from me, Her in

Take it from me, Her in Boxer shorts would be heaven compared to me in 'red-butt floss' and I assume you mean "go for her in boxers rather than me in butt-floss". To which I fully agree ;-D
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Millage

16 years 8 months ago

*sigh* If only. I really do

*sigh* If only. I really do not stand a chance whatsoever. :-( Way, way WAY out of reach! Still, no harm in dreaming eh?
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Kenneth Sharp

16 years 8 months ago

Unrequited affection? I

Unrequited affection? I like the piece because it seems to capture the bottled-up angst of yearning.
Seren

Seren

16 years 8 months ago

Awwww this is tongue in

Awwww this is tongue in cheek a little funny and a lot precious I loved this one Millage ... great work I will be looking for your next ... oh and I agree with Anna go get em tiger grrrrrr lol ;) and like she said who cares whos wearing what ... at the end with any luck no ones wearing nothing LOL kind regards love Jayne x
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Millage

16 years 8 months ago

Tiger? Try timid house cat!

Tiger? Try timid house cat! :-D. I think I have more chance of my 6 numbers coming up than ever appearing with 'her' in boxers/thong or less......or even fully clothed !!! ;-D Thank you for the 4 stars and the flattering comments. You are too kind Millage x
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 8 months ago

You know, you’ll never

You know, you'll never know if you don't try, M. I remember an interview with a famous gorgeous model who hadn't had a date for a very long time. Everyone assumed she was either involved or out of their reach...and here she was, lonely as the rest of us on the planet who are alone. And GOD DAMN IT YOU'RE A POET! Folks fall in love with poets, drop like flies, just to be near... roflmarseoff... BTW, here's my take on falling in love with a poet. http://www.neopoet.com/node/10329 Hugs, Anna p.s. now you go do the thing you fear... reach beyond the known...