My Phallic Lover
by Arcadia Flynn

You're the train inside my tunnel You're the finger in my glove You're the gear stick in my gearbox My god this must be love You're the drill inside my cavity You're the handle in my broom The lead that fills my pencil I'm your gate and you're my boom You're the carrot in my crisper You're the ladder to my loft You're the pistol in my holster Mind you don't go off! You're the sword inside my scabbard The sausage in my hotdog You're the French stick in my basket You're my snake and I'm your log You're the eel that swims my waterhole The utensil in my drawers You're the cork that seals my bottle Yes it's you that I adore In my engine you're the piston You're the toothpaste in my tube The zucchini in my fettuccini Oh I'm so in love with you You're the rat inside my drainpipe You're the log that burns my fire The banana in my smoothie Yes it's you that I desire You're the bottle in my cooler The plunger in my loo Your torpedo fills my submarine Yes my darling I love you You are my phallic lover We are a perfect fit I'd like to do some things with you If you'd be up to it? So take me back to your place And we can have some fun It feels just right to hold you tight As we two become as one. -Arcadia Flynn

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