And The Doors Swing Open... Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

And The Doors Swing Open...

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HE SAID THAT sex WAS
LIKE A HAND SHAKE, filled
with voodoo, and broken
glass, and a book for all
his dirty thoughts.
HE said that sex is like
a used condom, you put it
on, then take it off.
THEN the doors swing open,
and he falls in love.

Saturday, January 28, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: sex
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruby Root 21 September 2006

Well David, I hope it's not. I plan to fall in love and I think you have to try and not think of it that way. That is terrible. I don't want to have to think it is that way either. Excellent write. Take care.

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Duncan Wyllie 28 January 2006

Dear David This is very clever.You have used uncomman angle for this one. Love Duncan

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