The message in this poem is for you. Especially if I have had the displeasure of working with you, or corresponding with you about working with you...
Normally, after I read a poem and do a striptease in the middle of it, I dash off the stage right after the poem. Not this time. This time, after reading "Boss of My Body", I stuck around to do another poem.
A poem about how often the best music to play during sex is the sound of sex itself....
"The Symphony from Sex".
These videos just go to show that you never know what you're going to get out of me when I take to the stage. ;-)
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