soft and slippery

Take your weight off of me. Picking up a pen, scrawling notes to remind myself of songs worth singing suited to my voice, to the mood, to the energy of the crowd and I just can’t get it back. Not like that, you’re living in a North Dallas suburb, but I ain’t no pretty boy, where summer sure does take a bite but I am a man who likes the heat. Roasted brown surrounded by practically unclad beauties, take the cold and keep it, the way you move, soft and slippery.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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