Posted 9:56 AM by Brian McCloskey
FEBRUARY 1998
To the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. Young women wear short skirts. One in 10 men wears stockings and suspenders under their business clothes every day. Girls in bras and knickers waving ribbons. What if that duck has friends? I really liked her breasts. I thought sexy underwear would be the perfect gift. I have never been kissed or hugged or made to feel special. I don’t have much to offer you except all my love. She’s there in the bedroom, with her stockings. You may savour with delight her glorious breasts. You arouse a passion in me that I have never experienced before. I have prayed for the day when our love would bring us together again. And there’s a fiery glow dangerously close to her panties. The crows have made it much clearer. The bishops are becoming restless. We bought bras. Come on, Nancy, put your best dress on. Kissing at an awkward angle. Some idiot hijacked a flight of stairs. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; for love is sufficient unto love. Now women hold up half of the sky in China. How come you know all the good numbers? The answer to the practical problem as more of the thigh became visible. I just have my toothbrush. But on closer inspection it proved to be only a breast. The dog definitely lives. Do you know the difference between a cow and a cabbage?