KISS ME A QUESTION, ask me again with your eyes and I'll answer with my finguers, trailing reasons down your spine. There's a theory behind your knees and a postulate in that sweet spot on your neck, and I'll respond to your query with a smooch and holler, roll you up against the sink and wash your hair, make love till the plates fall off the shelf.

Lou Beach, 420 Characters

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