Your last lover entered the room
A pair of jeans that fit just right
Silk shirt and a Stetson hat
Heads turned eyes did moon
This would be a perfect time
To place your hand in mine.
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2021 09:00
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Comments5
A time for mutual assurance to be demonstrated to one another (and anyone else who cares to look).
Thanks, Dusk.
Good write Jerry.
Thanks, Orchi.
You catch the perfect timing.
Thanks, M.M.
... dont ya just love a decent stetson ..
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or an indecent stetdaughter ... 🙂
Oh yea, You can keep the hat on.
May those hands be forever joined.
Andy
Thanks, Andy.
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