Thirsty on a Thursday

Thursday is thirst day indeed

As I profess my love for him.

He blushes. His face turns red

like a hotdog on bread.

Thirsty or not, I ask him why.

No, my baby, this is not a lie.

Thirsty or not, he smiles back

And gives me a sweet tender smack.

I sank and was immersed

in his manly loving gaze.

Now I’m thirsty, I need a drink.

Thursday turns out to be a good link,

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About RaineFairy

Just another girl who writes crappy doodles and sloppy scribbles.

One response to “Thirsty on a Thursday

  1. Melle

    The wonderful words you speak, always take the mind to another place..

    Liked by 1 person

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