Thursday, October 3, 2013


Luna sat on the couch,
Asa peered over her shoulder.

She didn’t know he was there.

She carried on,
And continued to write in her journal.

In between lines,
She would balance her pen,

On the edge of her bottom lip.

It made him get off,
But she noticed him there.

And sucked on it like a cock.

Asa began to ignore her,
He started to read her words.

They weren’t for him to see.

She figured it out,
And slammed it shut.

Then hid it under her dress.

But Asa leaned down,
And fished it out.

Then turned and walked away.

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