Parked on his lap, she leaned back, opened the book and cooed the naughty words written there. Gasping suddenly, she grinned, “Pop-up book.”
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Pop-up Book
Naughty Bits
1 in 365
Suitors with their grand gestures on one in three hundred and sixty five;
What more will you do on the other days to keep this romance alive?
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Fat Tuesday
Fat Tuesday; time for confections.
Shrove Tuesday; time for confessions.
Let’s just combine the two and
Confess that I want to lick all of you.
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Damp
It’s damp. No, it’s, wet – practically a non-stop drizzle.
It is also raining here.
Is it possible that my thoughts of you impact the weather?
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Fog
Shrouded by a persistent, creeping, billowous fog, the world seems smaller, quieter. It’s almost cozy in this cocoon of clammy mist. Almost.
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